Tank POV
After making sure the prisoners are in the cells, stripped down to their underwear, taking their phones, and giving them to our tech guy to look over, I had them tied to chairs, and a man to watch for when they wake up. It made me feel good inside, seeing them retrained like that. I would have liked a bit of a punch-up, but this was quieter, and so far, no one can pin their disappearance on us. Brilliant if you ask me. Even the cops can't, because the security looked like any visiting group of farmers, dressed casually, none looking like security, they know how to hide in public.
All completed to my satisfaction, I go looking for the Prez.
"Zero, where's Prez?" I had run out of places to find him.
"You haven't heard. I forgot you had gone out when the call came in from Fixer,
