SILVER HOLLOW
JASON
I felt as though I had lived through an entire week in the space of a few hours.
Everywhere I turned, there was another report waiting for me.
Another estimate.
Another update.
Another reminder of just how much Silver Hollow had lost.
I dropped into my chair and exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand across my face before reaching for the nearest document. I barely made it halfway through the first page before another knock sounded at the door.
"Come in," I said.
The door opened, and two members of my council stepped inside.
Jace entered first, carrying a folder beneath one arm. Owen followed a step behind him with several documents in his hands. They greeted me respectfully before taking the seats opposite my desk.
Neither of them looked particularly hopeful.
I cou
