15
The crowds outside the Hall of Council were thick. At least two thousand people filled the street, all holding signs and chanting “Remove Dusep!” They gathered outside a gated fence of black, metal bars. On the other side, the old-timey building with its arch-shaped windows stood silent and solemn. No one had come out. No one seemed willing to acknowledge these people.
Jack sat on a bench across the street with the hood of his sweatshirt pulled up to hide his face. He didn’t want to be recognized. He wasn’t here to give a rousing speech. Only to watch.
As far as Bil was concerned he shouldn’t be here at all. If the chief director found out, he would probably…what? Demote Jack to the rank of cadet? He had to admit that the thought of taking orders from Melissa amused him.
With a sigh
