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Thirty minutes had passed, but Kaira still felt sick inside at how many people had lost their lives, and how close she and Tarkus had come to dying.
Tarkus had quickly led her away from the area around the transit station, not wanting to be caught up in any official investigation. She’d been surprised how short a distance they’d had to go before the normal life of the tower resumed. Less than a ten minute walk.
There was plenty of talk about what had happened, but no one was changing what they were doing. If anything, the disaster seemed to have added a little spice to their lives. She found that attitude sickening and was tempted to grab people and shake them, tell them about the people she’d spoken to just before they died.
Now she was sitting squeezed into the corner of a caf
