The willingness to let the truth stand on its own feet.

He thought boring energy made betrayal easy.

What it actually did was make recovery devastatingly efficient.

I had always been the one steering the ship.

The night he jumped overboard, he just assumed the ocean would part for him.

Instead, it swallowed the man who mistook sabotage for freedom and cruelty for power.

And me?

I sailed on.

THE END