Percival stared at the page, his cuffed hands shaking.

“That wasn’t in the original draft.” “It was in the final execution set,” I said.

“Page eighteen.” He sank down, and he was not the polished executive anymore.

He was a man meeting the reality of his own choices.

Chapter 30 — She Turned On the Lights

They led Ottavia out screaming, and Dunstan out silent.