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Larani watched people scurrying about the Prep Room like ants gathering crumbs for…whatever it was ants did with crumbs. Eat them, she supposed. She had never been all that interested in insects.
Large enough to host a banquet with windows along the back wall that looked out on a city under the night sky, the Prep Room was mostly empty floor space with several computer consoles forming a ring in the middle of the floor. Monitors on the three other walls displayed news updates and incoming reports from the teams she had dispatched to protect the city's infrastructure.
Her stomach was in knots, but she managed not to show it. A good Keeper knew when and how to keep tight control of their emotions.
Dressed in black slacks and a white, short-sleeved blouse, Larani stood with her back to
