Linsy merely offered a noncommittal, “Hmm,” her eyes already drifting back to her computer screen, where the innocuous text of a community newsletter article glowed. The dismissal in her tone was subtle but complete.

Elara Vance stiffened, the expected frustration or deference from the newcomer not materializing. To press further would grant Linsy too much importance. With a sharp sniff, she clutched the Project Aether folder to her chest like a trophy and strutted away, her stilettos ...