Chapter 263: The Protest
Author: Nathan Emorey
last update2026-08-18 23:30:38

Nathan reached the window before Epstein did, and what he saw took the air out of him completely.

The pavement three floors down had disappeared. Not partially —completely, wall to wall, hundreds of people packed shoulder to shoulder in a rain that had started sometime during the hearing and nobody inside had noticed. Students in soaked jackets. Faculty in their good coats, ruined now, standing in the downpour anyway. He saw Leo his guy holding a placard. He saw the old night janitor from the s
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