Chapter 4 – The Hesta

“. . . It is. Grandfather says you must destroy the strips.”
His eyes went steely. “What makes you think I have them?”
“Oh, come on.”
“Shira, I told you that I can’t do that until the President tells me to.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. There is no President any more. No World Council either. . .”

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