Chapter 289 Buried Secrets

• "You disappeared too quietly, sir," Kate said softly, her voice reaching him across the terrace. "The evening events are picking up right now, especially since the fireworks are starting soon. The band will be playing the Vice President's favorite songs. Everyone is asking where the Mayor General went."
• Victor didn't turn immediately. He stayed leaning against the balustrade, gazing out over Springfield as the sun dipped low on the horizon.
• The city sprawled below like a living map. From the Presidential building, Fort Cromwell looked like a modern monolith, its walls glinting in the fading light. On the ground, factories were alive even at dusk, and the streets brimmed with the distant glow of festivities.