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“You did what?” SSA Leeanne Monterrey yelled at Reggie Trullo. She had come to the screams. The first thing she saw was two guards holding their Compressor pointed at Trullo. Two other men tried to free Laro from the hands of the shot Sepulchrian. “Is he… Is he dead?” she shouted at the men standing on the giant robot.
Reggie Trullo was looking at everything quietly. “It’s a graze at most,” he said. “I did what you should have done,” he said, blaming the two guards. “You should have fired right away.”
Monterrey feared the worst. All she could hope was that Laro would have survived this. “Well? What’s he like?” she shouted upstairs.
One of the men responded by letting his hand wobble. “Not too good if you ask me. He’s had a solid stroke.”
“Is his suit still undamaged?” Monterrey ask
