The socket was where the old drawing said it would be.
That was the last easy fact.
Kellan crouched behind the shield line while Dema checked the ordinary bridge support against the current works record. The local specialist who had assessed the denial plan pointed out the approved fixing positions. No explosive had been placed. They were reviewing the actual sockets before turning a prepared fallback into a physical arrangement that could destroy a route still carrying patients.
Across the yard, an ambulance moved under controlled release. The first convoy was already crossing in stages. Behind it, more patients remained on the departure bank.
Mira watched the bridge threshold from the command point. The overheating anchor’s measurements stayed beside the pressure readings. Its reliance had been reduced, not its warning erased. Every adjustment had narrowed the yard and consumed time while the convoy kept moving.
Bram arrived with the transport lead before Dema authorized placement.
“We need to stop,” the lead said.
Kellan shifted to let her see the drawing without exposing her beyond the shield. She pointed to the approved section, then to the temporary equipment-transfer bay marked on the current clinical plan.
