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"No forht occurs to oes for the other captured tributes, Johanna and Enobaria" Frankly, I don&039;t care about Enobaria, the vicious District 2 tribute In fact, I dislike her, but it see to leave her out

"No," says Coin flatly

"Yes," I shoot back "It&039;s not their fault you abandoned the to them?"

"They&039;ll be tried with other war criminals and treated as the tribunal sees fit," she says

"They&039;ll be granted i from my chair, e this in front of the entire population of District Thirteen and the remainder of Twelve Soon Today It will be recorded for future generations You will hold yourself and your government responsible for their safety, or you&039;ll find yourself another Mockingjay!"

My words hang in the air for a long moment

"That&039;s her!" I hear Fulvia hiss to Plutarch "Right there With the costuround, just a hint of smoke"

"Yes, that&039;s ant," says Plutarch under his breath

I want to glare at them, but I feel it would be athe cost of ainst my possible worth

"What do you say, President?" asks Plutarch "You could issue an official pardon, given the circue"

"All right," Coin says finally "But you&039;d better perform"

"I&039;ll perform when you&039;ve made the announcement," I say

"Call a national security asse Reflection today," she orders "I&039;llleft on your list, Katniss?"

My paper&039;s cruainst the table and read the rickety letters "Just oneI kill Snow"

For the first time ever, I see the hint of a smile on the president&039;s lips "When the time comes, I&039;ll flip you for it"

Maybe she&039;s right I certainly don&039;t have the sole claietting the job done "Fair enough"

Coin&039;s eyes have flickered to her arm, the clock She, too, has a schedule to adhere to "I&039;ll leave her in your hands, then, Plutarch" She exits the roo only Plutarch, Fulvia, Gale, and myself

"Excellent Excellent" Plutarch sinks down, elbows on the table, rubbing his eyes "You knohat I ? Coffee I ask you, would it be so unthinkable to have soruel and turnips?"

"We didn&039;t think it would be quite so rigid here," Fulvia explains to us as she her ranks"

"Or at least there&039;d be the option of a little side action," says Plutarch "I ht?"

"Yeah, the Hob," says Gale "It&039;s where we traded"

"There, you see? And look how hs "Oh, well, wars don&039;t last forever So, glad to have you on the team" He reaches a hand out to the side, where Fulvia is already extending a large sketchbook bound in black leather "You know in general e&039;re asking of you, Katniss I&039; I hope this will help"

Plutarch slides the sketchbook across to ets the better ofstraight and strong, in a black uniforlance utterly utilitarian, at second a work of art The swoop of the helht fullness of the sleeves that allows the white folds under the arjay

"Cinna," I whisper

"Yes He made me promise not to show you this book until you&039;d decided to be the Mockingjay on your own Believe h"

I turn the pages slowly, seeing each detail of the uniform The carefully tailored layers of body armor, the hidden weapons in the boots and belt, the special reinforcee, under a sketch of jay pin, Cinna&039;s written, I&039; on you

"When did he" My voice fails me

"Let&039;s see Well, after the Quarter Quell announcement A feeeks before the Games maybe? There are not only the sketches We have your unifor for you down in the ar," says Plutarch

"You&039;re going to be the best-dressed rebel in history," says Gale with a s out on me Like Cinna, he&039;s wanted

"Our plan is to launch an Airtime Assault," says Plutarch "To make a series of e call propos - which is short for &039;propaganda spots&039; - featuring you, and broadcast them to the entire population of Panem"

"How? The Capitol has sole control of the broadcasts," says Gale

"But we have Beetee About ten years ago, he essentially redesigned the underground network that trans He thinks there&039;s a reasonable chance it can be done Of course, we&039;ll need so to air So, Katniss, the studio awaits your pleasure" Plutarch turns to his assistant "Fulvia?"

"Plutarch and I have been talking about how on earth we can pull this off We think that it ht be best to build you, our rebel leader, from the outsidein That is to say, let&039;s find the jay look possible, and then work your personality up to deserving it!" she says brightly

"You already have her uniform," says Gale

"Yes, but is she scarred and bloody? Is she gloith the fire of rebellion? Just how gri people? At any rate, she has to be so Imy face with her hands - "won&039;t cut it" I jerkher things "So, with that in mind, we have another little surprise for you Coives us a wave, and Gale and I follow her and Plutarch out into the hall

"So well intended, and yet so insulting," Gale whispers in my ear

"Welcome to the Capitol," I mouth back But Fulvia&039;s words have no effect on htly around the sketchbook and allow ht decision If Cinna wanted it

We board an elevator, and Plutarch checks his notes "Let&039;s see It&039;s Coht" He presses a buttonhappens

"You must have to key it," says Fulvia

Plutarch pulls a key attached to a thin chain from under his shirt and inserts it into a slot I hadn&039;t noticed before The doors slide shut "Ah, there we are"

The elevator descends ten, twenty, thirty-plus levels, farther down than I even knew District 13 went It opens on a hite corridor lined with red doors, which look alray ones on the upper floors Each is plainly marked with a nulance behind rate slide into place over the regular doors When I turn, a guard has materialized from one of the roos silently shut behind him as he strides toward us

Plutarch , and the rest of us follow behind hi down here It&039;s more than the reinforced elevator, or the claustrophobia of being so far underground, or the caustic smell of antiseptic One look at Gale&039;s face and I can tell he senses it as well

"Good ins

"You have the wrong floor," says the guard abruptly

"Really?" Plutarch double-checks his notes "I&039;ve got Three-Nine-Oh-Eight written right here I wonder if you could just give a call up to - "

"I&039;nment discrepancies can be addressed at the Head Office," says the guard

It&039;s right ahead of us Compartment 3908 Just a few steps away The door - in fact, all the doors - seees like the one the guard appeared through

"Where is that again?" asks Fulvia

"You&039;ll find the Head Office on Level Seven," says the guard, extending his arms to corral us back to the elevator

From behind door 3908 costruck, only all too human and familiar My eyes h for two people who operate the e do I let Cinna&039;s sketchbook fall at the guard&039;s feet with a loud bang A second after he leans down to retrieve it, Gale leans down, too, intentionally buh, catching the guard&039;s arhtly away from me

That&039;s uard, push open the door marked 3908 , and find them Half-naked, bruised, and shackled to the wall

My prep team