Sienna's P.O.V.

Zane's old phone took forty minutes to come back from the dead. Ghost did it offline. No network. No cloud restore. No magic.

Roman had already brought an old birthday card Ivy wrote him years ago. We put it beside the handwritten line on Zane's re

Sienna's P.O.V.

Mara arrived at ten the next morning with no folder. No lawyer. No Rook. Just coffee she didn't offer me until I asked for it. That was probably growth. We sat in the small common room off the guest wing. Door open. Nobody hovering outside.

I knew Judge had peop

Sienna's P.O.V.

Mara arrived at ten exactly. No coffee this time. Smart. She sat in the same chair as yesterday and put both hands in her lap.

"I'm listening."

I believed she meant it. That didn't make this easier.

"Silent Divine wasn't a school."

Mara's face changed.

"