Chapter 175
The Empty Cup
The paper cup marked 4:17 belonged to no one.
Rowan picked it up. “It was in every room.”
“Because it marked the choice,” Mara said.
“Who made it?”
The cup answered with Claire's voice.
“Everyone who watched.”
The archive listed every witness who had stood near the transfer. Family. Nurse. Judge. Child. Patient.
No one had made the choice alone.
The cup cracked.
Room Thirty-Eight opened in the old Bellwether clinic.