REID reached the kitchen door before Tali moved.
She did not block him with her body.
That would have been stupid.
She put the civic floor feed on the wall in front of him.
Emergency Floor Twelve opened under white lights, polished wood, and a city seal that looked clean enough to insult the people still bleeding under Bay Twelve. Thirty-seven council seats glowed active. Nine showed remote attendance. Four showed security masks instead of faces.
Motion 77-C sat in the center of the screen.
PROVISIONAL REGISTRATION OF HIGH-SILVER RESCUE CENTER.
The subject line still said Caleb.
The supporting claim line now said Mev Holt.
"If you leave now, they attach every step to the motion," Tali said.
Caleb kept his hand on the doorframe.
"They put a child in it."
"Yes."
"Then I am going to Bay Twelve."
Sam's voice cut across the room.
"What did Darin Holt choose?"
Caleb closed his eyes once.
He hated that the question worked.
"Witness for Mev."
