Late afternoon at the Silver River Hub.
The last convoy had departed. The freight yard was quiet. The information board showed stable prices across every category.
Zack walked through the pavilion, stretching his arms.
"Everything's done," he said. "No problems. No delays. No complaints."
Arthur looked up from his desk. The desk was empty.
Zack pointed at him. "If something breaks, don't fix it till morning."
Arthur's eyebrow twitched. "That's inefficient."
Zack was already walking down the stairs.
"Exactly."
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Arthur sat alone.
The reports were filed. The schedules were set. The maintenance logs showed nothing pending.
He stood. Walked to the window. The yard below was calm.
He should leave. Go to his quarters. Review the expansion plans.
He didn't move.
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The door opened.
Vivian walked in. No papers. No reports. No obvious reason.
She stopped near the table. Looked at the empty surface.
"Slow day."
