The ruling came in sixty-one hours.
Adisa called me at seven in the morning while I was on the roof with my coffee, which meant she had either set an alarm for this specific time or had been awake since before sunrise reviewing the documentation one final time.
Knowing Adisa, both.
"The presiding officers have ruled," she said. "Vael's co-signatory status is confirmed. The document chain is upheld. His defense's procedural argument has been formally rejected on all three grounds." A pause. "His criminal session proceeds to full prosecution."
I held my coffee with both hands.
The city below was doing the early morning thing — the light coming up over the glass towers, the first movement of the day, Kaelthorn remembering it existed.
"Good," I said.
"Yes," she said. "Additionally — and
