A week later, Wrohan had improved from catastrophe to organized catastrophe, which Arik supposed counted as progress if one was generous, sleep-deprived, and politically desperate.
Felix was still missing.
Cain was still missing.
Ray was still useless.
Rex had stopped threatening to burn the treasury only because Mezos had informed him that fire would not improve the numbers, though it might improve morale for three minutes before creating twelve new administrative disasters.
Liam, however, was eating.
That, in Arik's private and entirely biased opinion, was the greatest political improvement of the week.
