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wiping her red and puffy eyes.
    "Correct. And
unless I'm mistaken, you wish to stop this J guy for good don't
you?"
    "Don't
you?"
    "Naturally. And
I of course wish to ensure that he does not blow up Ares Flood
Defences. We need to work together with this one. We need to roll
with some punches Jessica. We need to start now," persuaded Jordan,
“Not to mention we may have another Mahusay Na Mundo on our
hands...”
    "After
everything you've done to me," Jessica started sobbing again,
"After everything you've put me through, after the many lies you've
blatantly told; you just want me to forget all that and team up
with you?"
    "Yes. Because
we are better than that loon. Do you seriously want this 'J' guy to
succeed and get power?"
    "Maybe it's for
the best," sobbed Jessica, "Things were hardly changing with our
current leader.
    "Seriously? You
think J is going to somehow improve everything?" asked Jordan, "My
dear Jess, please don't say you really think that."
    "Of course I
don't," snapped Jessica, through tears, "I just feel that something
has to change. This isn't it though."
    "Jess, we've
disagreed on a lot of things, and will probably continue to do so.
But we both agree that this J guy cannot succeed, either way.
Neither the Ares Flood Defences can blow up and neither can he be
leader. We both have the minerals to stop him. Do we have an
accord?"
    "Okay then,
yes," muttered Jessica, "But two things. Don't ever call me Jess
again and I think your nose is massive."
    "I think I can
take that for the sake of our land," Jordan grinned, leaving his
cubicle. Jessica followed, they both left the convenience cubicle
room.
    The house of
speakers was now mostly empty. There was a disgruntled looking
cleaner picking up a load of discarded papers off the floor.
    "Have you got a
plan in mind then?" asked Jessica, as they headed towards the
exit.
    "Well, the
first port of call is to swear everyone who was present in this
room to secrecy. The press cannot know about this," said
Jordan.
    "How will you
do that?"
    "I'll page the
leader. He can page every Speaker to tell them everyone will remain
silent and no evacuation will be taking place."
    "You have the
leader on your pager?" said Jessica in total awe, "God, our land's
leadership corruption is worse than I thought. Moving off that
however, a full search of the Ares defences must be conducted by
Enforcers and an explosives disposal team if we have such a
thing."
    "Our Enforcers
are more than capable of disabling explosives," said Jordan,
pushing past the unhappy cleaner, and pulling out his pager from a
pocket, "Mean time, you and myself can go interrogate our 'J'
friend down at the Enforcer station."
    "Which one is
he being held at?"
    "Highfields."
    "Shouldn't the
Enforcers really be questioning him?"
    "Unless our
meetings minutes guy was really efficient," said Jordan, tapping on
his pager, "Which I seriously doubt, our Enforcers will have no
clue what went on apart from them who were surveilling the meeting.
Our expertise is needed there. Trust me."
    "Trusting you
is the last thing I wish to do," smiled Jessica, as they left the
building.
    Outside, the
world was cold. The icy air slapped them like an angry woman.
Jessica thought back to when the disappointing Deimosgate speech
took place. It had been warm and sunny. The weather was now cold
and harsh, a surprising change in such a small space of time. The
press and creation scientists thought it was something to do with
'profanation of the local environment'. Jessica had no idea what
that meant or entailed, all she knew was that if it was a more
serious issue, the government would simply deny its existence.
    Across the
street was the central Enforcer station, the main one in the land.
It was the heart of the entire Enforcer unit, and despite this,
rather small. It was a small building with at most five offices and
a couple of holding cells. No doubt that a cell was already being
cleared for J.
    "How long until
six?" asked Jessica as they