That night the generators hummed, but the plant felt less like a fortress and more like a room where things could be aired. Rajan announced an audit. He did not apologize theatrically; instead he promised to open the archives for community review and support a memorial fund for affected families—small, practical steps rather than grand gestures. Some called it a beginning; others called it a PR move. But the ledger, the envelopes, and Radha’s handwriting changed the terms of the conversation: history had faces again.