The Rumor Under the Overpass

His name was Luke Dale, once an outside contractor for Helios Guard, now living off messages he passed between gangs, politicians, and reporters. Jaden said Luke knew where the next Lighthouse site was. Ethan put a hand on the bridge pillar and listened. Repair. Hammering. Welding. Dragging. This bridge had been in trouble at least three times, and every repair had been done badly. Another layer of sound lived inside it too: cables running through, access hatches opened, fresh pipework installed inside the pillar recently. "Someone's been doing real work here," Ethan muttered. "What kind of work?" Jaden asked in his ear. "Not maintenance."