"Taken with him, sharing same fate," Gannicus replied with grim promptness. Understanding the coverage that streamed from the screens that were usually devoted to broadcasting the Games was beyond him, but in his travels Gannicus had extracted as much as possible from those he'd passed by. With a snarl of frustration he turned on a heel and paced uselessly, fists still painfully clenched, as he rattled through the scant details of what he knew.

"A Roman woman lies dead, and all that were stolen have been branded potential criminal..."

That was a slip of the tongue - she had been a Capitol woman, not Roman - but it was all the same to Gannicus now.

"Do not ask where they are taken to, I have no fucking notion."