He Smirked, Called Me “The Family’s IT Girl,”

He didn’t argue. “Asset wheels up.”

“Also restore segmented hospital and water priority chains before civilian grid messaging. If he wants panic, don’t feed him traffic maps. Feed people faucets and ICU monitors.”

A beat.

Then, “Understood.”

I looked over the yard.

People were crying now, or pretending not to. Two children had ketchup on their faces and continue reading …