To make themselves feel better, my patrons would make presents of money or jewellery, but I found a much more valuable form of payment.” Secrets, I think. That’s what Finnick told me his lovers paid him in, only I thought the whole arrangement was by his choice. “Secrets,” he says, echoing my thoughts. “And this is where you’re going to want to stay tuned, President Snow, because so very many of them were about you. But let’s begin with some of the others.