Jack POVI knew something was wrong before the estate gates came into view.It was the traffic first. Stone City's outer roads, usually indifferent and steady, had a different texture to them in the final twenty minutes — more vehicles moving faster than they should, a police unit passing us in the opposite direction with its lights active but no siren, the particular quality of a city that had just been disturbed and hadn't finished reacting to it yet.Ryan felt it too. I saw him straighten slightly, one hand reaching for the comm unit before Dante's voice came through it first."You need to see this before you come through the gates," Dante said. No preamble. That alone told me how bad it was."Tell me," Ryan said."Better if you see it," Dante said. "We're diverting you to the north entrance. Front approach isn't clear."Ryan's jaw tightened. Just slightly. The kind of thing I had learned to read in him over the last weeks, a change most people would have missed entirely."Understo
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