Mara
After updating Lucian about the clean-out, I headed for Steel Corp. He took it better than I expected, calm, almost too calm, but I was grateful. We didn’t need any more surprises. I chose the mini coupe for the drive. Small. Fast. Easy to weave through the city without drawing attention.
When I arrived, the military presence outside Steel Corp was a wall of control and intimidation. A line of stone-faced soldiers, locked and loaded. I paused behind the wheel, staring at them. The image dragged up bitter memories, of deserters, of ground we’d lost. Of how this family, my family, was slowly bleeding out while Chase kept striking with precision.
He had the upper hand. Always. He knew our faces, our movements, our vulnerabilities. Meanwhile, we had scraps, only what he allowed us to k
