The air changed in a heartbeat.
The arguing stopped. The sharp voices faded. It felt like the room had drawn in a single breath and forgotten how to let it out. Every gaze turned back to me, heavy and sharp, like I was standing in the center of a circle.
I opened my mouth to speak, ready to defend myself again, but Lewis stepped forward before I could say a word.
He didn't rush. He didn't raise his voice.
He simply moved.
And somehow, that was enough to quiet everyone.
"Good," he said calmly, his tone steady but firm. "This couldn't have come at a better time. We have everything we need to end this."
Theo gave a short nod and rolled the projector into place. The lights dimmed, and the screen flickered on.
What appeared made my fingers curl slightly at my side.
The footage was clear. Too clear.
