Chapter 79 Proof In The Soil

• The sky outside the Watcher compound was gray again, heavy with clouds that never seemed to move.
• Captain Rafe Ildren stood by the window, sipping something that barely passed for coffee, when Officer Devane entered his office carrying a sealed report and a potted plant wrapped in cloth. The faint smell of earth and garlic filled the air, oddly comforting in a world of frost.
• “She said faith makes the difference,” Devane murmured, setting the pot gently on the metal desk. “No rituals, no chants. Just belief.”