“What we do not speak of is often what controls us most.”
-Michel Foucault-
Chapter 127: Fractures come later
Silence spread faster than fire ever could.
By the third day, everyone felt it. Dock supervisors began double-checking manifests that had never lied before. Drivers lingered longer than necessary before starting engines, fingers hovering near keys as if waiting for permission the world no longer gave. Men who had trusted routes for years started choosing alternates, not because they were safer, but because they were different. It was the measures they had to take to ensure the machine ran smoothly with no discrepancies.
The difference felt like defense.
Dominique watched it happen from the operations room, her expression unreadable as the organization subtly bent around an a
