Chapter130: The Weight of Dawn

As dawn broke, Mayara awoke with a terrible headache, unaware that she was utterly exhausted, her once-deep sleep now distant from reality. Her black hair was a mess. The fake flash drive was nearby. Her long, black hair spread around her like soft silk, and her jade-green eyes, filled with worry, were fixed on the ceiling. The letters contained so many details. There were lost codes. The pieces of this puzzle needed to fit together. She took both flash drives as a precaution... she needed to make things happen, needed to make sense of it all. One of the letters warned that the governor would instigate a war. She jumped off the stool where she had been sitting. She needed to meet Santiago again. Apparently, he had tracked her since Santa Helena. A mix of emotions swirled within her. As she walked down the corridor toward her room, she noticed everyone sleeping in different places than usual, cautiously armed and prepared, but exhaustion was an invisible and sneaky enemy. Pressured by S