64: Keelin
Keelin
Keelin lowered the Proteus, close to the museum’s roof. With the scaffolding and all the maintenance equipment, there was no way of landing. She hovered, and scanned the streets.
In front of the museum sat twenty vehicles. Some had lights flashing, most had their doors open. There was a barrier, manned by figures in grey. Other figures, in black, approached the building.
“Guess emergency teams are on site,” Piran said. “Once they figure there’s no real emergency, they’ll reverse the evacuation.”
“Emergency teams wouldn’t have so many guns. They’re Kaiahive.”
Piran choked, eyes wide. Keelin closed her eyes and contacted Ryann.
Keelin checked the sensors again, zooming into the figures around the museum entrance. Her NeoGen mind mapped and planned.
she sussed.
Keel
