Marble columns lined the ancient hall as Caroline stepped back into the council chamber.
Her voice was low but firm. “One final thing before I go."
Elder Brienne looked up. “Yes?"
She opened the leather folder in her hands and spread out the documents.
“These are Rosalie's letters, collected before her transfer. They name names—Beta enforcers, illegal fund flows, embezzlement within Mason's camp. It wasn't just him."
The room fell silent.
“I've also included the ambush report," Caroline continued. “Coordinated assault. Attempted obstruction of a legal witness. Proof of collusion."
Elder Renard adjusted his spectacles. “You're implying a deeper conspiracy."
“I'm not implying," she said coldly. “I'm exposing it."
Another elder frowned. “But these charges... They implicate current se
