Rain again. You crouch on the cathedral scaffolding with a dead man's pocket watch in your glove, stopped at 11:47 like the other three, and watch the commissioner's launch idle in the bay below, running no lights. Reyes said the next name on the killer's list is Sofia Carrast, youngest head of the Carrion Table, which makes tonight the first time you have ever considered protecting one of the people who ruined this city. Across the harbour, the Carrast tower is lit to the top floor. Somewhere behind you, a clock you cannot see begins to chime.