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Frantic ScramblingROMAIN RUSHED INTO THE ADMIN BUILDING, doors gaping large before he even stepped on the stairs.
A noisy crowd had already assembled in the main hall, alerted by their implants to the emergency signal the manager of the air plants had sent abroad.
Mayor Valin was still in his pajamas and visibly annoyed to be up at this early hour. Shamant Roy and Judice Kahlo were clothed, but breadcrumbs on Judice’s chin gave away that she had been interrupted in her breakfast.
Romain ran to Hector Palima, words spilling about his missing daughter, the sabotage, the clouds.
Judice Khalo brushed the crumbs from her face and took his arm.
“Yes, we are aware of the problem,” she said, putting on the multifaceted interface visors that gave her the insect look.
