Chapter 48

• Tension hung thick on the 45th floor of the Falcy Building.
• Maverick didn’t say much. His eyes swept the room, now filled with men in white robes and ornate headpieces—clear markers that none of them were ordinary citizens. These men were handpicked operatives, elites from all corners of Metro, each one operating directly under the command of the Supreme—Gideon the Great. Their sole duty: to watch over, guide, and—when needed—correct the actions of Metro’s rulers.
• And if any ruler crossed the line? The punishment would come. Carried out by none other than Horratio himself.