CHAPTER 46: THE SHAPE OF IRRELEVANCE The city no longer waited for morning to begin changing. Adjustments now happened continuously, invisibly, beneath the surface of ordinary life. By the time the sun rose over the skyline, entire logistics routes had already been rerouted, economic fluctuations corrected, and behavioral inconsistencies neutralized before anyone consciously recognized them. Isabella stood alone in the war room, watching streams of data reorganize themselves across the projection screens without direct command input. At first glance, everything appeared calm. But calm had stopped meaning safety long ago. Calm now meant efficiency, systems running so smoothly that disruption no longer had room to emerge. That frightened her more than violence ever had, because violence at

