Moira woke to the city’s hush sliding into her room. Dawn hadn’t broken yet, but the world was already holding its breath.

The privacy line Matthew had given her lay silent on the nightstand. But at 5:02 a.m., it buzzed to life with a single message:

‘We’re watching.’ – C

Moira didn’t cringe. Not anymore. She slipped out of bed without waking him and moved to the small study where the light was coming in blue and cold.

She typed:

‘Let the world lean in then. Let them ...