"Hey, Roselle, quick question. Miss Angela said chaos would ensue if governments had even an irking of our existence. Weren't we already exposed by the Prediction table incident?" An Agent whose desk was beside Roselle's leaned in with a question.
"We weren't exposed, the Prediction table and a secret organization were. The ACIR took responsibility, word out is that it was an experiment gone wrong by a black-ops ACIR team. They have been under constant pressure because of it, it was a form of punishment from the Judicial Council. Hold on, why don't you know this?" Roselle gave the Agent a weird look.
"I'm in the Captain's team"
"Lazy a**holes" Roselle muttered a curse and turned away from the gossiping Agent.
James was in the residential area of the Cortex building. The complex was so
