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Chapter 15: The One I Don't Take
Nobody said anything for a long moment. The red thread on Garrick's map seemed louder than it should have, seven names stretched across Meridian City like a wound that hadn't finished opening."Which one," Ezra said finally.Garrick shook his head, slow, like the answer cost him something to withhold. "Not tonight. If I tell you now, you'll go after him with everything you're feeling right now sitting on top of your judgment, and that's how people die who don't need to." He rubbed a hand over his face, and for the first time since Ezra had met him, he looked every one of his sixty-some years. "I'll tell you when it matters. When it's actually his name that comes up on that System of yours instead of mine forcing your hand early.""That's not your call to make.""No," Garrick agreed. "It isn't. I'm making it anyway, because I've made worse calls with less information than I have right now, and I'd rather live with you being angry at me than live with you making the same mistake I made
Chapter 14: Voss & Sons
The shop on Thornwick Street didn't look like it belonged to a man who'd once hunted gods.Cramped, dim, shelves crowded with the kind of secondhand junk that accumulated in places nobody watched closely, chipped mugs and dead radios and a glass case of pocket watches that hadn't kept accurate time in decades. A bell over the door announced them with a thin, tired chime. **Voss & Sons** was painted on the window in gold letters gone patchy with age, and Ezra thought again about what Garrick had said in Room 4, that there'd never been a son at all.Rourke stayed half a step behind him, badge visible but not raised, professional caution written into every line of her posture even in a place this ordinary. Pressure Sense mapped the shop's interior automatically now, without Ezra having to think about it, air pressure settling into the shape of a room with no hidden threats, just an old man behind a counter who looked up like he'd been expecting them at exactly this hour and not a minute
Chapter 13: The One Who Got Away
Room 4 hadn't changed since the last time. Same windowless box, same two chairs, same clock mounted above the door counting seconds Ezra didn't want to spend. This time Rourke was already seated when he walked in, tablet in hand, and she didn't tell him to sit before she started talking, which told him whatever this was, she wanted it over fast."The fourth man from the pier," she said. "The one your scene reports had dragged toward the river. We never recovered a body."Ezra's stomach dropped somewhere below the floor."He's alive.""We don't know that. We know we didn't find him, and in three days of Guild-grade river recovery, that's its own kind of answer." She set the tablet down between them, screen dark, like even looking at whatever was on it took more energy than she had left to spend. "If he survived, he's the only person outside this building who's seen exactly what you can do. And he's not going to report that to anyone who wants you contained. He's going to report it to w
Chapter 12: Sanctioned
The Guild's assessment floor sat forty stories up, a training arena ringed with observation glass and enough sensor equipment to map a fight down to the millisecond. Ezra had seen it exactly once before, years ago, pressed against the observation glass with the other E-Ranks on an orientation tour, watching S-Ranks spar like it was a sport instead of a warning.He hadn't expected to be standing on the floor itself two days later, in a Guild-issued training suit that fit wrong everywhere, waiting for a panel of six people behind the glass to decide what he was.He definitely hadn't expected Damon."You've got to be kidding me," Ezra said, as Damon strolled out from the opposite tunnel in full combat gear, insignia polished, expression somewhere between delighted and insulted."Volunteered," Damon said. "Panel wanted a controlled Rank-appropriate opponent for the assessment. I figured, who better than the guy who's been watching your file blow up my morning briefings for two days straig
Chapter 11: The Call I Didn't Make
Rourke's text was still sitting unread on his phone when he finally found the nerve to open it, propped against his own kitchen counter at four in the morning with his ribs taped up as well as he could manage alone.**Riverside pier just lit up my board with two DOA and a third in critical. That anywhere near you tonight?**He'd sat with that question for eleven minutes before she'd sent a second one.**I already know the answer. Call me before this gets worse than it already is.**He called her.She picked up on the first ring, which told him more about how little she'd slept than anything she said in the first thirty seconds."Start talking," Rourke said, no greeting, no procedure, just the flat exhaustion of someone who'd been awake since the last time she'd seen him. "And skip the part where you tell me you weren't there.""I was there." Ezra pressed his free hand against the counter to keep it from shaking. "They ambushed me. Four of them. I didn't go looking for a fight, I got a
Chapter 10: Whose Hands
Ezra woke up on concrete that wasn't where he remembered falling.The sodium lights overhead were the same ones from the pier, buzzing their same tired orange, but he was thirty feet from where he'd gone down, sprawled against a cargo container with a dent in it the exact shape of a human body.His body, judging by the way his shoulder screamed when he tried to sit up.The four men who'd surrounded him were gone.Not fled. Gone. Ezra's stomach turned over slow and cold as his eyes adjusted, tracking the shapes scattered around the pier in the orange light. Two of them weren't moving at all, folded wrong in ways bodies weren't supposed to fold. A third was slumped against the footbridge railing, breathing but barely, one arm bent backward at the elbow. The fourth, the one who'd done the talking, was nowhere Ezra could see, and the drag marks leading off toward the river told him more than he wanted to know about why.He counted them again, hoping the number would change the second tim
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