“I brought that up because now I’m in a similar situation. As I predicted, those two brats—you know which ones—went and destroyed a building and released Tenebris into City Two,” she said. “I’m not crazy. I saw them! They caused all this. I mean, that’s nothing compared to missing practice. A whole building, DaMarko!”
LaMesha threw her shoes, and they smacked against the wall. She then began to unzip her jacket, and it became stuck. It caught between the coat, making it impossible to take off. She directed all her frustration toward the zipper but soon fell into calmness.
“Am I making sense? I’m all for justice, but I feel uncomfortable being the one to administer it some days, especially when it affects someone’s future. Jioni. She’s trying, I believe, at least, and I don’t want her to choose delinquency because I reported her. But this is such a protocol violation—I can’t go against protocol. Everyone downstairs is waiting for me to slip. And, of course, I can’t disobey Geogen. Ugh, anyway, I’m curious about what you think, DaMarko?”
“DaMarko?”
DaMarko snored from the top bunk, and it reverberated in the small room. LaMesha pulled out her GeoDevice and viewed the pictures that she had taken of Jioni, Kathy, and the collapsed building. Her finger swiped left and then left again at the images.
