Naomi’s Pov

The fallout didn’t come loud.

That was the first thing I noticed.

No explosions. No frantic calls. No immediate retaliation. Just a strange quiet that sat wrong in my chest. Like the city was holding its breath, waiting to see who would blink first.

We didn’t go back to the safehouse.

Cassian changed direction halfway through the drive without explaining. Rubio didn’t ask. Mara didn’t question it. That alone told me this wasn’t a reaction. It was a plan already in motion.

We pulled into a smaller location just outside the city. No guards at the gate. No lights on the outside. The kind of place that didn’t...