The roads today were marked with nothing but traffic police, but one thing was off: there was no traffic. It was all over the news that for an easier public assessment, everyone was required to use public transit or walk through patrolled streets. No personal vehicles were allowed.
This played a nasty toll on people’s doubts and daily lifestyle. Two, minor riots about this assessment had broken out in Brilliant Cove. For the first time, the peace was disturbed in this city, and I hated it.
For the longest time I could remember, no matter what occurred on the news and what troubles Nightingale brought, people had kept their guard up and my guard had broke down. It worried me to see now that the tables have turned.
Our vehicles were still with us on our driveways and in the garage, but we
