Ella looked at Lea. Lea looked at Ella.
was the first to break the silence. She was a storm in human form—sharp, impatient, with lightning-bolt earrings and a watch that cost more than the café’s yearly rent. “Two weeks. Two weeks since the power grid went fractal, and the council still thinks it’s a blown transformer.” She tapped a fingernail against her tablet, which displayed nothing but static. “I’m not waiting for them. I’m going to the substation tonight.” Lea Lexis- Ella Nova- Angel Allwood
leaned back, her silver-streaked hair coiled in a loose bun. She was the town’s retired astrophysicist, a woman who had once mapped solar flares for NASA. Now she mapped the anomalies in her own backyard. “It’s not the grid, Lea. I’ve run the spectrographs. The interference is coming from above. A rhythmic pulse. Like a heartbeat.” She pulled a folded printout from her coat pocket—a jagged, repeating pattern. “Something is orbiting us. Something small. And it’s been there for six months.” Ella looked at Lea