Chris had a hell of a night and definitely looked like it in the glass of the bedroom windows.
Dax hadn't slept at all. The only difference between him and Chris was that he didn't look tired at all.
Dax had spent the night moving like a storm in human form, unraveling systems, tearing through layers of deception, demanding answers, and extracting the truth from those who thought they could hide behind protocol. By dawn, he had already cracked how the attackers entered the park and how they had slipped past patrol cycles and hidden their interference. He had promised to explain it to Chris the moment every piece aligned, and Dax did not make promises lightly.
Adonis Malek was now officially wanted in Saha, and Caelan, the Emperor of Palatine, had been contacted and made very aware that if the Empire didn't hand over their Viscount, Dax was prepared to go to war to take him himself.
