CHAPTER 32: ECHOES OF TOMORROW
The world moved again, but it did not move the same way. After the appearance of the Order, after the pale circle of judgment had opened above the battlefield and vanished just as suddenly, something invisible remained behind. It was not destruction. It was awareness. People could not name it, but they felt it in quiet moments, in the way the wind seemed to pause before storms, in the strange stillness of midnight streets, in the instinctive need to look at the sky for no reason at all. Life continued, but now it carried the faint echo of being watched. Chicago rebuilt itself with stubborn determination, yet beneath every normal day rested the knowledge that normal had become fragile. Kevin understood that better than anyone. Peace was no longer something w
