Cassian's POV

The war room was colder than usual and I could feel the tension in the air before anyone even spoke.

Jared stood at the head of the table with his hands clasped behind his back and his face was set in that same blank expression he'd worn since Verity revealed herself. Theron sat to his right looking uncomfortable and tired like he hadn't slept well. My advisors lined the walls and Caleb stood near the door with his arms crossed and his eyes sharp.

I took my seat at the opposite ...