Mara
We stood there in silence, watching the helicopter disappear into the clouds. Tiffany wiped at her eyes, trying to hide her tears, but I didn’t flinch. I refused to let even a single tear fall.
They were coming back.
I would make damn sure of it.
The moment the aircraft vanished into the horizon, I turned and walked back into the building. The others followed close behind, footsteps echoing in the quiet.
“So… what now?” Martha asked, glancing at me.
I met her gaze but didn’t answer right away. Not in front of Keisha. It wasn’t about trust. It was about pressure. I didn’t want to risk saying something that would scare her, not when she still needed to believe we were untouchable.
“We’ll protect the city,” I said flatly, “just as instructed.”
Then I linked to Martha privately.
