We fortified our quarters as best we could. Moved furniture to block the door. Set up a watch rotation so someone was always awake. Dax positioned himself near the window with clear sight lines.
“This is insane,” Maya muttered, checking our supplies. “We have maybe two days of food. Three if we ration.”
“Then we ration.” I reviewed my notes again. “I need to organise all this evidence. Make it clear and compelling. When the Council guards arrive, I want a complete case ready.”
“If we survive that long.”
A knock on the door made us all tense. Dax moved into position, ready to fight.
“Who is it?” I called.
“Thomas. Please, let me in. Quickly.”
I opened the door just enough for him to slip through, then barricaded it again.
Thomas was breathing hard, his eyes wide with fear. “You have
