the obsidian proxy
He thought back to a night with Elias in the penthouse, looking out at the city lights.
"Your focus is always on the terrestrial, Julian," she had said, leaning into his arm. "The real secrets, the things that truly hold the universe together, are written in the light of the stars. They are immutable, eternal. That is your weakness, and your only true defense."
He now understood the double meaning. The stars were the key to his defense, and the Master Key was the weapon to save her. He grabbed his tactical pack, the weight of the mission heavier than any financial collapse.