Dax stood with his back to the tall windows, the skyline of Altera spread below in a haze of late-morning heat. The press conference had ended less than an hour ago and already the city's pulse had changed. The Health Ministry scandal was no longer a rumor; it was headline banners and urgent crawls across every screen. His words and the evidence Tyler had released had landed like a hammer: the minister suspended, warrants issued, and clinics seized overnight. For now the fallout was contained, but he could feel the opposition's fingers scrambling behind the curtain, trying to spin their people as victims of a purge.
He rolled his shoulders once and set the briefing folder aside. "Status?"
