Word on the street... They say the fog cleared just enough for the filth to show. Yesterday, Hathian’s gutters ran thick with rumors. In the heart of the city, a street brawl over a stray dog drew blood and bullets—some say even the mutts know not to trust these streets. Whispers circulate about a wild-eyed woman, tazed and dragged from the police station after offering bribes and more to the badge boys. Meanwhile, the bars overflowed with laughter and whiskey, but underneath those smiles, there’s talk of officers caught in compromising moments and alliances quietly shifting. In Hathian, everyone’s secrets are for sale—if you know where to listen.
