The City 074: Harold

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While his partner swore and tried to find a non-clogged street route towards the bay, Harold frantically checked the police band.  Something bad was happening back at Midas Tower, but in the chaos, he couldn’t sort out what it was.  The system didn’t have  a dispatcher, and the computer algorithm couldn’t keep up with the traffic
“We should go back,” He said.  Kumar scoffed.
“We should get the bastard that did this.  Maybe he’ll know how to stop it.”
“But there could be officers down back there.”
“Virtual avatars.  Just bullshit to cover his escape.”  Kumar blared the siren


The City: 064: Kumar

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On The City’s streets, The Midas Corp. Limousine led a dozen patrol cars on a merry chase.  No matter how they diverted traffic, finally easing after a morning of unprecedented congestion, the luxury car was one step ahead.
“Who the hell is driving that thing?” Patrolman Kumar cursed.
“I heard that Bob Tolstoy was Sizemore’s driver.  Might be him.” His partner said.
“The king of the racing underground?  When’d he turn Citizen?”
“A few years back.  Everybody’s got to eat.”  The limo made a sudden u-turn, slipping through a gap in three lanes of traffic and disappearing towards the bay.