Later that evening, after she'd been debriefed and poked at by the medical team (who all seemed far too interested in why her wounds didn't look that bad), Selis sat alone in the observation tower, watching the sun dip below the jagged mountains.
It was back to patrol duty for Selis.
Not because she requested it—far from it. She'd been demoted quietly, almost unceremoniously, reassigned to the outer districts where vampire activity was rare and uneventful.
Officially, it was for her "recovery" after the massacre. But everyone knew the real reason.
They didn't trust her.
Higher-ups had started whispering—some saying she was compromised, others flat-out claiming she might be working with the vampires.
The fact that she was the only survivor from the Delta Squad massacre was damning enough.
