The city hall was closed off for several days with bright yellow tape all around the building. We hadn’t heard from the mayor in a while, but all the agents swarmed back. There were raids almost every day, but not one had come to my house yet.
The news warned us about the NR evacuations taking place again, but this time, their goal was to make a population count. They were interrogating everyone, whatever that meant. It all became unclear to me again, but I tried to get used to it. That was what the McCoys told me and every other Brilliant Cove citizen. You have to get used to it.
Crimson was in Hawaii, so I didn’t know what they did for an accurate population count. Yesterday when I asked Evin, he told me they’d mark the houses they couldn’t get the count for and hunt down the people th
