Naomi’s Pov;

The world tilted before I heard the sound.

One second, Cassian’s voice crackled through the earpiece. The next, the promenade behind us erupted into light.

The explosion swallowed everything, the fountain, the crowd, the morning itself. Heat slammed into my back, knocking the air from my lungs. Rubio threw me down behind a kiosk as debris rained around us. Screams blurred into sirens, glass into dust.

“Cassian!”

I gasped into the earpiece. Nothing. Only static.

Mara’s voice broke through instead.

“We’re moving! West exit—now!”

My ears rang. The ground felt unsteady, like the city itself had come loose. Rubio hauled me to my feet, pushing through the stampede...