The assessment meeting was at the third hour.
Hector called it — not formally, in the training compound. Four of them: Hector, Miros, Lysander, and Antiphus. No tablets. No formal agenda. The training compound at the third hour because it was the space where things were said plainly.
Hector said: "Tell me what held."
Antiphus spoke first.
"The medical response. Forty-seven acute cases treated. Thirty monitored. None died on the beach." He looked at his hands. "Reos's predictive system — he flagged twenty-three of the thirty before they became acute. We treated preventively. Without his system, those twenty-three become acute cases overnight."
"The system held," Hector said.
"Yes."
"The formation," Miros said. "The outer ring deployment. Maea's map — we were in position before the second wave of boats arrived. Without the map we would have spent an hour establishing the deployment while people were already moving into the space."
"The map held," Hector said.
