POV: Chloe

"Start with Block A," he said. "We're losing daylight."

We worked until nine. The office emptied around us. Marcus left at six, the junior staff by seven. The floor fell quiet, save for clicking keyboards and our occasional, clipped exchanges of technical specs.

He was exactly as good as he claimed. Better, maybe. The math flowed from him with practiced ease.

I watched him rebuild in two hours what a team of engineers would take a week to fix. Something shifted in my brain, changing how I viewed his last seven years. It wasn't just the buildings. It wasn't just the Tomorrowland structures rising across the city. He...