So is this box taking us back to the present, or to a second scene in-between?
Now
Ah, well, that’s helpful.
There were so many ways this could go wrong.
Tattletale held a pair of binoculars and scanned the building in front of us. “There’s movement. We’re good to go.”
Hmm. Is “now” not quite the “now” of the previous chapter? Did we jump forward to the next part of whatever plan they’ve laid?
“Go,” Grue ordered.
Hitting the target wasn’t so hard. My bugs flowed in through windows and Bitch took the entrances. Angelica had free rein, slow as she was, while the other dogs stayed on leash. Grue hung back with Tattletale, Regent and me, while Imp moved forward, not charging in, but staying close.
Alright. So what is this building?
The tricky part would be balancing this. Too far one way or the other, and this got really ugly, really fast.
Our targets were looters, and they were well armed, though bullets were getting to be in shorter and shorter supply.
Ah, I see… so they’ve taken it upon themselves to stop looters and such now, or?
Coil had sources, and the Chosen did as well, but these guys were from the Merchants.
Ahhh. Coil mission, I guess, now that the situation within the Undersiders has been resolved one way or another. So is Coil calling shots against both E44s and the Merchants now?
They were vagrants, addicts and people who subsisted by mooching off the system. When the system had failed, they’d latched on to the only group that would take them.
The group that subsists by mooching off the addicts.
More had joined because it was safer and easier to be among the thugs, looters, scavengers and thieves than it was to be among the victims. Safety in numbers.
People Sophia would call predators.
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