Chapter 4 - THE SHADOW IN THE ARCHIVES

The Imperial Archive was a monolithic spire rising above the lower academy, its walls lined with centuries of parchment, medical logs, and flight records.
Using the service conduits, Marlo led Alistair through the labyrinth of heat ducts that warmed the library floors. They dropped quietly into the Vault of Decommissioned Assets.
The air smelled of tallow candles and old leather.
Marlo went straight to the locked cabinets marked with the red crest of the Corps Veterinary Division. She pulled a set of modified tension tools from her belt and worked the lock. Click.
"Here," she whispered, pulling out heavy leather-bound ledgers.
Alistair scanned the entries under glowing luminescent glass. "Look at this. Over the last four years, fourteen dragons were declared 'irrecoverable due to behavioral rot.' All signed off by Voss. And all fourteen were transferred to a private contractor named Vanguard Logistics for disposal."
"Who owns Vanguard Logistics?" Marlo asked.
Alistair flipped to the registry page. His eyes widened slightly. "It's a dummy company registered under the name of Lord Vane... the Chairman of the High Military Council."
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Marlo gasped. "It goes all the way to the top. Voss is just the enforcer."
Before they could digest the discovery, the doors to the archive crashed open.