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MSI has acquired the rights to all the property along the harbor, which includes every building on Edgewater. They’re scheduled for demolition as soon as we have the final paperwork, and we don’t want vagrants taking up residence.” He continued to look amused as he spoke to me and ignored Andre.
Demolition! Even if I didn’t believe a word of this spiel, he was blithely talking of demolishing the homes and jobs of Zone inhabitants as if we were inconsequential termites! I was seriously considering damning him to hell just because I couldn’t stomach his arrogance. If Saturn was testing my temper, he’d picked the wrong damned day to it.
Happy birthday, Tina, indeed.
Andre had raised his dangerous fists when I regained the sense to grab his arm, throwing him off balance enough to stop his swing. Andre normally tried not to get his hands dirty, but some smirks were simply meant to be swiped.
Bill opened the door. I could feel the rush of cold air, but I didn’t hear him greeting anyone. I was praying for deeds or Schwartz or someone useful but my luck didn’t run that way.
The whole Zone? This character thought he owned the Zone? This was such seriously bad shit that I was having difficulty coping.
My tongue finally caught up and by-passed my panic. “I suggest we agree to meet at the courthouse records office,” I said as Andre ripped his muscled arm from my puny grip. “Mr. Legrande has at no time sold part or all of any holdings in this area.”
Something poked me in the back. I swatted at the air behind me and encountered paper. Neither Andre nor Mr. Smug seemed to notice. I glanced over my shoulder and saw no one.
Tim . Whenever I saw no one, I could count on it being Invisible Boy. I grasped the thick folder he was shoving at me and tugged. He let it go. Anything Tim held disappeared with him, until he released it. I didn’t think it wise to produce papers out of thin air, so I faked removing them from my tote.
“I’m sure you’ll find my documents are in order,” Young said, while I flipped through the copies of deeds.
I found the one with the Morgan building address and skimmed through it. All perfectly legitimate. Andre had bought the property at a tax auction sale. I assumed he’d acquired the others the same way after all the respectable citizens abandoned the area.
I held up the deed for inspection. “All seems to be in order. The property is owned by Legrande Enterprises, as noted in the deed.”
Silver Fox didn’t even bother looking but gestured dismissively. “Those are no longer valid. The EPA is condemning the entire area by eminent domain in the interest of public health. We’ll dig out the polluted land and build a much needed medical facility here.”
I stepped in front of Andre before he could fling another punch.
We knew who had been trying to grab this land for years.
Acme . Acme and their mysterious cancer-curing, coma-inducing pink and green particles were behind this. Mr. Smug, Acme, and the mysterious MSI were threatening my home and my adopted family and grating nerves already frayed by the dead body in my office. Eminent domain! That abominable law had to have been invented by Satan.
Listening avidly, the DGs started chanting Nazis, go home.
While I struggled to smother my rage, one of the uniforms smacked a particularly loud Do-Gooder. The kid cried out in pain. Cora seized the abusive snot’s arm to prevent another blow. Violence seethed while my friends waited for my reaction.
A second storm trooper rushed up to jerk Cora around. Her snakes hissed.
My restraint snapped. I would not tolerate more shooting, splattered brains, or risk snake poisoning. Uniformed Nazis did not belong on my turf, yanking my friends around. The red rage for justice started smoking my mind, rendering logic invalid.
Maybe my crazed brain truly believed I was saving the uniform from an asp fastening its fangs into his wrist. Or my subconscious could have been hoping to prevent a
Demolition! Even if I didn’t believe a word of this spiel, he was blithely talking of demolishing the homes and jobs of Zone inhabitants as if we were inconsequential termites! I was seriously considering damning him to hell just because I couldn’t stomach his arrogance. If Saturn was testing my temper, he’d picked the wrong damned day to it.
Happy birthday, Tina, indeed.
Andre had raised his dangerous fists when I regained the sense to grab his arm, throwing him off balance enough to stop his swing. Andre normally tried not to get his hands dirty, but some smirks were simply meant to be swiped.
Bill opened the door. I could feel the rush of cold air, but I didn’t hear him greeting anyone. I was praying for deeds or Schwartz or someone useful but my luck didn’t run that way.
The whole Zone? This character thought he owned the Zone? This was such seriously bad shit that I was having difficulty coping.
My tongue finally caught up and by-passed my panic. “I suggest we agree to meet at the courthouse records office,” I said as Andre ripped his muscled arm from my puny grip. “Mr. Legrande has at no time sold part or all of any holdings in this area.”
Something poked me in the back. I swatted at the air behind me and encountered paper. Neither Andre nor Mr. Smug seemed to notice. I glanced over my shoulder and saw no one.
Tim . Whenever I saw no one, I could count on it being Invisible Boy. I grasped the thick folder he was shoving at me and tugged. He let it go. Anything Tim held disappeared with him, until he released it. I didn’t think it wise to produce papers out of thin air, so I faked removing them from my tote.
“I’m sure you’ll find my documents are in order,” Young said, while I flipped through the copies of deeds.
I found the one with the Morgan building address and skimmed through it. All perfectly legitimate. Andre had bought the property at a tax auction sale. I assumed he’d acquired the others the same way after all the respectable citizens abandoned the area.
I held up the deed for inspection. “All seems to be in order. The property is owned by Legrande Enterprises, as noted in the deed.”
Silver Fox didn’t even bother looking but gestured dismissively. “Those are no longer valid. The EPA is condemning the entire area by eminent domain in the interest of public health. We’ll dig out the polluted land and build a much needed medical facility here.”
I stepped in front of Andre before he could fling another punch.
We knew who had been trying to grab this land for years.
Acme . Acme and their mysterious cancer-curing, coma-inducing pink and green particles were behind this. Mr. Smug, Acme, and the mysterious MSI were threatening my home and my adopted family and grating nerves already frayed by the dead body in my office. Eminent domain! That abominable law had to have been invented by Satan.
Listening avidly, the DGs started chanting Nazis, go home.
While I struggled to smother my rage, one of the uniforms smacked a particularly loud Do-Gooder. The kid cried out in pain. Cora seized the abusive snot’s arm to prevent another blow. Violence seethed while my friends waited for my reaction.
A second storm trooper rushed up to jerk Cora around. Her snakes hissed.
My restraint snapped. I would not tolerate more shooting, splattered brains, or risk snake poisoning. Uniformed Nazis did not belong on my turf, yanking my friends around. The red rage for justice started smoking my mind, rendering logic invalid.
Maybe my crazed brain truly believed I was saving the uniform from an asp fastening its fangs into his wrist. Or my subconscious could have been hoping to prevent a
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