Hunt enters the Comitium to face Micah, who demands to know why Fae tests are being rerun on old evidence and warns that the Summit is two weeks away. Micah cites Sabine’s complaints and orders Hunt to "Get. The. Job. Done." He adds that Sandriel wants to trade for Hunt and has asked about Bryce, but he has refused so far. Micah tosses over a file of targets with a margin note—no guns—signaling close-up executions. Hunt arms himself, texts Bryce a terse reassurance, and launches.

Meanwhile, Bryce senses something is wrong when Hunt goes dark after his summons. She frets over unreturned messages, checks with Naomi on the roof, and finally calls Ruhn for help. As Ruhn offers to mobilize friends, Hunt arrives: silent, helmeted, and drenched in others’ blood. He passes Bryce without a word and shuts himself in his room.

In the shower, Hunt tries to scorch away the night, having executed three drug lords per Micah’s specifications, leaving them impaled and screaming. Bryce, alarmed by the hour-long torrent of scalding water, enters, lowers the temperature, and gently washes him—hair, body, and wings—then dries and dresses him, guiding him to bed. When Hunt lightly tugs her wrist, Bryce agrees to stay.

Wearing his shirt, Bryce sits with Hunt’s head on her thigh, stroking his hair until he sleeps. Waking at 3:30, Hunt carries the sleeping Bryce to her room, notices Ruhn’s supportive messages on her phone, and returns to his bed, still haunted but eased by her care. Their deepening intimacy contrasts with Micah’s tightening control and Sandriel’s looming interest.