Chapter Twelve
OVERNIGHT, I RAN THE situation through my head. Trying to decide where to go from here. I had a number of possible suspects, but no right to question them, let alone make them answer for what they did. I had a legend willing and possibly able to solve our crop problem, but a mob of angry people refusing to let him near the fields. And I had no way of keeping this crop issue from repeating or escalating.
The answers failed to magically pop into my head by the time I returned to lab the next morning. But it turned out my next move would decide itself. Only minutes after I arrived, Berti’s form peeked out of her office, eyes darting over the lab space with urgency.
“Jordan,” she said as she noticed where I was, an unsteady timbre to her voice. “You need to head out to the fi
