Chapter 18 - The BunkerAxandra rubbed her temples, attempting to dull the tired ache behind her eyes. Across the table, Mark Osander and Home Spirton battled verbally with each other. Carmen argued with Sara, while other councilors picked sides in both discussions. In fact, the only people silent at the table were herself, Casper Ross, and Franny Gilbert. Both councilors appeared preoccupied with thoughts beyond the immediate debates.
“Your plan is too little, too late, Osander! We wasted an entire day on that drivel when there were more important preparations to be made!” Homer barked, jabbing his index finger against the table hard enough to make a thump.
“Too late because no one would even consider the option. We should have discussed it months ago,” Mark refuted.
“Please, sit down!”
