Mira pointed to East Market, beyond the bend in the access road.
“The small gate is holding part of it here,” she said. “Close it with that street full, and the pressure moves toward them.”
Eli looked from her finger to the public closure message. “How do you know?”
“We can argue after they’re out.”
“That’s how you make people act without answering.”
“And sometimes a warning still needs acting on.”
Sera moved the map away from both of them and checked the locations. The gate under discussion was the one named by central coordination, not another opening Mira had quietly substituted. East Market lay along the direction of the change she had observed. That did not make the prediction true. It made it possible to test a meaningful part of it.
“I can take one more short reading from the street corner,” she said. “Then I need another instrument if we want a comparison farther out.”
