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Will’s Missing Pieces
Will was unnerved with Austel’s warning to watch out. Was Austel planning to report on everything he did?
Austel swatted Will on the back as he turned away, loping across the room to find a spunky thirty-year-old, Aurora, a fast rising Level Eleven, who was closing down her shift.
So, he’s got a date, then. No wonder he’s here. Didn’t plan for that glitch . . .
He finished logging in the transport sighting when Darla tapped on his shoulder. “I’m back, Will. Thanks again for the break.”
“No problem. Glad I could do something nice for you, Darla.” Will’s feet itched to leave. He fairly flew out the door. Now time for some real answers, I hope.
A call buzzed through on his Alt. City Hall was calling.
City Hall? That wasn’t good.
“Hello, Will,” said a silk
