So it was true. All of Caliban’s old hints had been true, except for the one that he knew the secret hiding place of the weapons. Like most runners in the European shadow world, she had grown up believing that if Caliban didn’t know, no one did. But somewhere, somehow, someone had found Cosimo’s legacy. The data Dodger’s contact had retrieved from Grandmother’s operation had included a map, but the accompanying text hadn’t specified the map’s purpose. Hart had almost missed the small symbol near Deggendorf. Dodger hadn’t recognized the stylized wolf head, but she had. She hadn’t wanted to believe the map could be real, but the details Caliban gave her left no room for doubt. Her worst fears were confirmed.