Sanjay hesitated. “I suppose there’s no reason not to tell you, since everyone will know soon enough. Soo Ramirez has offered her resignation as First Captain, which the Household has, with reluctance, agreed to accept. But she was out of position when the attack occurred and shares some of the blame. Jimmy will serve as new First Captain. As for Hollis, he’s off the Wall for the time being. He can return when he’s ready.”

“And Lish?”

“Alicia has been ordered to stand down from the Watch. She’s been reassigned to Heavy Duty.”

Of everything that had happened, this development was actually the most difficult for him to process. Alicia as a wrench: it was simply beyond Peter’s power to imagine such a thing. “You’re joking.”

Sanjay gave a correcting lift of his generous eyebrows. “No, Peter. I promise you, I am not joking.”

Peter exchanged a quick glance with Dana: Did you know anything about this? Her eyes said she did.

“Now, if that’s all … ” Sanjay said.

Peter stepped toward the door. But as he reached the threshold, a sudden doubt occurred to him. He turned to face the group once more.

“What about the power station?”

Sanjay heaved a weary sigh. “What about it, Peter?”

“If Arlo’s dead, shouldn’t we be sending someone down there?”

Peter’s first impression, considering the startled looks on everyone’s faces, was that he’d somehow implicated himself at the last second. But then he understood: they had failed to consider this.

“You didn’t send somebody down there at first light?”

Sanjay swiveled toward Jimmy, who shrugged nervously, evidently caught short. “It’s too late now,” he said quietly. “They’d never make it before dark. We’ll have to wait till tomorrow.”

“Flyers, Jimmy.”

“Look, I just missed it, all right? There was a lot going on. And Finn and Rey could still be all right.”

Sanjay seemed to take a moment just to breathe, composing himself. But Peter could tell he was furious.

“Thank you, Peter. We’ll take this under advisement.”

There was nothing more to say; Peter stepped from the room, into the hall. Ian was just where he’d left him, leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest.

“I guess you heard about Lish, huh?”

“I heard.”

Ian shrugged; the stiffness had gone out of him. “Look, I know she’s your friend. But you can’t say she didn’t have it coming. Going over like she did.”

“What about the girl?”

Ian startled, a blaze of anger in his eyes. “Flyers, what about her? I’ve got a kid, Peter. What do I care about some Walker?”

Peter said nothing. As far as he could see, Ian had every reason to be angry.

“You’re right,” he said finally. “It was stupid.”