C8 Daniel’s Threat

The corridor outside the Han library was quiet—too quiet.

The kind of quiet that follows a warning, or precedes one.

Ethan walked calmly, hands in his pockets, steps unhurried. He had made it only halfway to the east stairs when he heard the door behind him click shut again.

He didn’t turn around.

“Nice performance,” said Daniel’s voice from behind.

Ethan stopped. Then slowly turned