I leaned back against the damp wall, eyes fixed on Jessica.
“What about you?” I asked, my voice low. “What’s your plan going to be?”
Her lips curved into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I’m gathering everything I can. Evidence, testimonies, anything that proves Milton for what he really is. The election is coming, Kael. He’s riding on a halo, the world sees him as a messiah. But if I play my cards right, when the world is watching, I’ll rip that halo from his head.”
I studied her, skeptical. “So I’m supposed to sit tight until that day comes? Wait for the show?”
Her gaze sharpened. “Unless you want another tragedy like six years ago,” she said flatly. “Back then, it was just your comrades who paid the price. But this time… you have a wife, a child, an elder brother. Do you want t
