The next morning, Will was a few minutes late arriving at the Plauditorium. He suddenly did not care, realizing that his lack of punctuality shouldn’t be a reason for his now-sunny disposition to take a dive. Austel was already seated and checked in, involved in surveillance.
“Hey, what’s up?” Will asked, sliding into his seat.
“Nothing new, as usual. I’m always secretly wishing that something crazy would happen, either on the screen or in an emergency. We still on for some competition with our Alt points today?” As usual, Austel looked at Will with hooded eyes, impossible to read.
“Of course. I’ve been waiting all morning. Yesterday you prevailed by a couple of points. Not gonna let that happen today.” Will smiled, disguising his ulterior plan for an unnerving conversation with Austel.
