The Silent Accord: The Quiet Tyranny of Total Control Jennifer waited until the last light of day had slipped behind the half-ruined skyline before tapping twice on James’s steel door—two short knocks, followed by one long. The agreed signal. She could hear the hum of the alignment towers from her perch in the alleyway, faint but constant, like the distant buzz of a wasp you could never swat. The door creaked open a sliver, revealing a wary green eye. “It’s me,” she whispered. James stepped … [Read more...]