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“You’ve got some balls coming here,” Florian said.
Devika wished she had a gun. But she only had her bare hands, and she had to keep an eye on Tatiana and Huxley to make sure they didn’t charge her.
“Your games are over,” Devika said. “You’re under arrest for the second time, and I’m not losing you to any tricks.”
Florian scowled at her.
Devika adjusted the communication channel on her wristwatch and then spoke into it. “This is special agent Devika Sharma at GALPOL. I’m going to need as many active patrol at the Macalestern Corporate Central Tower, eighty-eighth floor, western wing, corner office. I am arresting Florian Macalestern, and I have reason to believe that he may attempt a violent escape if I do not receive assistance.”
A voice spoke to her. “What’s the arrest reason?”
