Search the Sky

The cook absently acknowledged smiles and nods as they walked. He was, obviously, a character. Between salutes he delivered a low voiced, rapid fire reaming to Ross and Helena. “Silly stunt. Didn’t you hear about the riots? Supposed to be arms caches somewhere here on the south side. Everybody’s nerves absolutely ragged. Somebody gets smashed up in traffic, they blame it on us."

 

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