Chapter 75: The City of Glass
The blizzard died as we hit the city limits.
The Capital was not a hidden village in the woods. It was a sprawling metropolis of glass and steel that rose from the valley floor like a jagged crown. It was the secret heart of our world. This was where the money flowed and where the laws were written.
Victor stopped the black SUV on a ridge overlooking the lights.
"There," he said.
He pointed to the center of the city.
A massive spire pierced the night sky. It was made of black glass and reinforced concrete. The Council Tower. It stood taller than any other building. It was a monument to their ego and their power.
"Silas is in the penthouse," Victor said. His voice was calm. "He surrounds himself with clouds because he thinks he is a god."
I looked at th
