A collective sharp intake of breath echoed through the gallery. Pendelton finally looked down, his face drained of color as the committee chairman picked up the top folder, his expression darkening with every page he turned.
Part 4
The hearing adjourned twenty minutes later, not with a quiet dismissal, but with the committee chairman issuing a formal order for federal auditors to seize Northbridge’s digital servers before the sun set.
We didn’t wait around for the reporters who gathered outside the double glass doors. Earl, Sarah, and I walked Rocky out through the service exit at the back of the building, where the noise of the city felt muffled by the concrete walls.
The sun was high and brutal, bouncing off the asphalt of the parking lot. Rocky walked slowly, his gait uneven, but he kept his shoulder pressed against my calf. Every few steps, he would lean heavily into me, checking to make sure I was still there—a habit from our months on patrol together, when visibility was low and trust was the only thing keeping us breathing.
