Requiem broke the silence first, rubbing a hand across his jaw like he was trying to grind the thought into something simpler. "If Kylus decides to move on this," he said, "he won't announce it. He won't threaten us again either. Things will just start happening."
Viola nodded immediately. "People showing up where they shouldn't. Routes getting blocked. Services suddenly unavailable. That's how it starts."
Requiem glanced at her, then back to the room. "Once his name gets attached to a bounty—even a quiet one—we're stuck. Leaving Jupiter won't work. Moving districts won't work. Someone will always be waiting."
"And it won't be idiots," Viola added. "It'll be professionals. Guild types. Contractors who don't care why they're hunting, only who's paying."
Requiem let out a slow breath. "We won't outrun that. And we won't outlast it either."
