The Institute had been operational in neutral territory for three months when the first major crisis hit.
Not from Gregory. Not from opposition forces. From within.
"We have a whistleblower," Yuki said, bursting into my office at the estate. She'd traveled from the Institute specifically for this conversation, which told me how serious it was. "One of our governance trainers. She's claiming we're pushing reform agendas on territories that requested neutral support."
My stomach dropped. "Is it true?"
"I don't know yet. But she's going public in forty-eight hours unless we address her concerns." Yuki pulled up the complaint. "Her name is Rebecca Marsh. She's been with us for two months, working with three territories on administrative capacity building. She claims we're subtly steering t
