Lory's earlier heaviness lifted just enough for curiosity to slip through. She turned her head slightly, eyes glinting. "And what did they say?"
"Jay broke into the health data of cities that consume seed production from Anchora," Lucas began, his voice steady, but the weight behind it was unmistakable. "He found a steady rise in illness cases. At first glance, nothing unusual… but the anomaly lies in who is getting sick." He paused, letting it sink in, before continue again. "The ones showing the most significant increase… are the gifted."
The air inside the car seemed to tighten.
Lory turned her head slowly, her gaze settling on Zhao Li Xin, studying him for a few seconds as if measuring something unseen, before she spoke again. "And no one's aware of this?"
