For the first time all day, Felix liked the line on the map.
It followed an old freight tunnel with enough clearance, a useful slope, and an outlet Bera could actually show him.
Tamsin checked the new coupling against the exposed section.
The first stretch almost fitted itself into his imagination.
“We can begin here.”
Lyra looked toward the sealed door beyond it.
“Whose goods?”
“The tunnel belongs to the city.”
