Chapter 42 The Watcher

***Gideon***

She falls asleep at 2:07 a.m.

I know because the feed doesn’t change for a full thirty seconds—no shift of her shoulders, no tightening of her fingers around the phone I gave her, no restless twitch like she’s bracing for something to go wrong.

Her breathing evens out.

Finally.

I lean back in my chair, eyes burning from staring too long at the monitors, the office washed in cold blue