A long line of police cars, their sirens blaring, raced out of Headquarters.  They were followed by a smaller fleet of unmarked black vehicles.  They traveled at all possible speed to Midas Corporation Tower, at the heart of The City.  It was not so far from Police Headquarters, but traffic was backed up due to the transit shutdown.  Meghan had the pleasure of listening to the Commissioner swear the entire way.
“Bells, what the fuck does that mean?”  Back at headquarters, an entire squad was puzzling over the prophetic riddle.  They stopped short.  Midas Plaza was blocked off by Security.

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