#27: Feud

An awkward silence settled between
the small group of MDOPFGIASA officers, the tension nearly as thick
as the still swirling fog. Ms. Temble's question hung unanswered in
the air.

“Come.
We need to round up a few of these scoundrels when they go to
dismantle the bomb acting
our orders.” Vincent replaced his unfashionable eyewear and turned
to lead the way.

John Smythe was the first to follow