When Iyisha and Mary couldn't find him in the office, they made their way to the north end of the compound, where the houses grew bigger, cleaner, and quieter.
Elmer's house stood at the far corner like it belonged to another world entirely. Metal-reinforced walls, curtained windows glowing with steady light — all rare luxuries in a place where most people went to sleep cold and hungry.
"Nice setup," Iyisha muttered. "Guess being in charge has its rewards."
Mary said nothing and knocked. A few seconds later, the door opened.
Therese stood there — silk robe, hair neatly pinned, eyes lined just enough to look like she'd slept well. She took them both in with one long, slow glance, but her focus landed squarely on Mary. Her lips twitched in a sarcastic smile.
"Well, if it isn't Mary," she said. "Didn't expect to see you here. What's the occasion?"
"We're looking for Elmer," Mary said, voice calm.
Therese tilted her head, feigning innocence.
