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Chapter 24 : After the Gavel

Author: Nicolas_J
last update publish date: 2026-06-03 05:38:44

The chamber emptied slowly.

The way significant rooms empty not all at once, but in layers. The advocates first, then the formal witnesses, then the Elders filing out through the side passage in their unhurried way.

The group stayed seated for a long time.

Nobody moved to leave.

Nobody needed to.

The findings had been clear.

Financial misconduct across six years. Procedural violation of bonding law. Misuse of inter-pack welfare provisions affecting eleven territories. Alpha authority suspended
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