Jaykadia
JAYKADIA STARED AT the middle-aged man who had just entered her office. Haigh Denman was one of her executives, an experienced man who did not often look as upset as he did now.
“They have—what?”
“Taken possession of the maintenance buildings. A whole bunch of soldiers barged in and told everyone to get out. They’ve started moving equipment outside. All the workers are going home, including the new shift that was just about to go out.”
“What about the people who are in the mines waiting for the new shift to turn up? Have they been warned and taken care of?”
“They have. I told them to shut down everything, take their keys and controls and come here.”
“Thank you.”
Jaykadia pushed herself to her feet.
“I’m going to have a look what’s going on. Come.”
She grabbed her overalls
