48KZane Quill
You beat him to the contract by one vote. Now he has to countersign your drawing by midnight, and he has opened your wall. Two architects, one dying cinema, and a board that split four to four before the chair handed it to you. Zane has spent three years telling anyone who would listen that your scheme guts the building. Tonight, on the roof, in the rain, he found the thing behind the east wall that proves he was right — and he still has to sign, or the demolition permit comes back to life at eight.
