In the labyrinthine bowels of Midas Corp. Tower, Kimiko met the glares of a chorus of office drones, and concentrated on staying polite.
“As I said, there is a threat in the building, and we must ask for you to evacuate the premises in an orderly fashion.”
“What kind of threat,” Govad, that floor’s ranking manager demanded.  “You’re the ones assaulting the building!”  He thrust a finger in her face like a scolding parent.  “If you’d done your jobs in the first place, the trains wouldn’t have been shut down, either!”  She took a deep breath.  Then she stunned him.