by Dan Fairview
Between the heat and the tension of the moment, sweat ran down her forehead and into her eyes. She checked the time on her COM unit, which told her the meeting was in full swing. If anything was going to happen, it wouldn't be long now.
She nearly dropped her COM unit when it went off in her hand. She didn't recognize the caller, so she put it on silent, they would have to wait till later.
She had crossed a personal line by involving Dan so deeply in this affair, but she would do a lot worse to protect the people of Viata from a scumbag like Zenon. But it still bothered her to use Dan's trust this way.
The sound of blaster fire erupted inside the building. She could hear screams and shouting. She motioned for Dan to be ready.
In a moment, Reynolds burst from the building holding a blaster to someone’s head.
The hostage was Sergeant Desmond.
Time seemed to slow as Victoria stepped from the alcove to take action.
She brought up her stun baton, it was set on its highest setting.
Zenon hadn't seen her yet.
She hoped his blaster wouldn't go off when she hit him with the baton.
But that was a chance she was going to have to take. She wasn't about to let him get away.
She moved up behind him and rammed the baton into the small of his back.
He writhed in agony a moment, then crumbled to the ground, silent.
A confused and frightened, Sergeant Desmond stood staring at Victoria.
In a moment, Council security guards poured from the building, placing Zenon in custody.
Victoria put an arm around Sergeant Desmond's shoulder and lead her to a bench.
More council members poured from the building and chairman Nicholson walked up to Victoria. From the look on his face she could tell he was not happy.
Chairman Nicholson towered over Victoria and the sergeant, causing them to look up at him from their seat on the bench.
"You have no business being here miss Sidewell. What is your involvement with this tragedy here today?"
Before she could answer, Sargent Desmond spoke up. "She just saved my life."
The chairman was surprised at the force of the Sargent’s words. He wasn't used to being spoken to that way.
“She was responsible for uncovering Zenon's true identity,” Desmond said.
"Well I don't…” Nicholson was interrupted by the arrival of the other counselors who were congratulating Victoria on a job well done.
One in particular spoke up. "It seems we're going to have to do a little housecleaning around here. Maybe even have to find a new chairman."
Each counselor looked to Nicholson, nodding their heads in agreement.
Victoria was confused, but glad of the development. They must have something on Nicholson. They were obviously going to use this situation to their advantage.
That suited her just fine.
One of the Councillors even suggested she would be welcome on the council.
She politely refused.
She would never be satisfied with a council position now. The petty corruption would be unbearable.
Her comm unit went off. It was an emergency. She gathered up her people, piled into the jumpers, and rushed away to do what she was best at.
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