Cloud City University - Thursday Morning - 8:45 AM
Emily stood outside the economics building, staring at the entrance she'd walked through countless times before. But everything felt different now.
Timothy's hand squeezed hers gently. "You'll be fine."
"I'm a national champion who everyone knows graduated from the ISI at sixteen," Emily smiled and said. "Nothing about this is fine."
"Then you adapt," Timothy said simply. "Like you always do."
Sebastian stood nearby with two of Jack's people dressed as students both carried backpacks, wore casual clothes, and blended perfectly with the campus crowd. But Emily knew they were trained security operatives watching her constantly.
"We'll be monitoring," Sebastian said. "Any problems, signal immediately."
