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The City: 136: Tucker

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Renee fired wildly as the zombies pounced, but her shots went wide.  She dropped the boot gun to the grass ran.  She didn’t get far.
Tucker snatched up the weapon and aimed for Underwood.  He was determined to finish the mission.  He squeezed the trigger.  It clicked softly, almost like a mouse, but nothing happened.  Underwood laughed.
“Why do you think you wasted so many resources keeping that whelp online?  A boot gun can only be used by the account it was created for.  It’s a safety feature!”  Tucker swore and threw the gun at him, but it fell short.

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The City: 135: Barbara

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“You’ve been working for him!”  Barbara stared desperately at Renee.  The robber smiled almost as wide as her boss.
“That’s right.  This whole time.  And you kids didn’t even think to search me.”  She booted Iggy almost offhandedly.  “Just a bit more clean up, and The City will be ours.”
“About that, Renee…”  Underwood said.  “I’m afraid there is a bit of a hitch.”  She turned towards him and raised the gun.
“Are you selling me out?” She demanded.  The Smiling man raised his hands in protest.
“Not me, them.”  A pack of sprinting zombies appeared from behind the house.

The City: 134: Iggy

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The Daytrippers needed to keep Underwood distracted.
“I don’t get it, if they fired you, how did you get the money to buy Sizemore out?” Iggy asked. Underwood laughed.
“That was the simplest part. I hacked Sizemore’s accounts when I was still working for Midas. The problem with being a banking monopoly that eschews monetary regulations should be fairly obvious, even to you lot. The money, and my ‘backers’ never existed! By the time Sizemore tries to back out, this will all be over.”
“You’re right.” Ingmar rose and leveled his boot gun at Underwood. Renee was faster. Ingmar disappeared.

The City: 119: Tamika

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Tamika grabbed Bo and pulled him away from the window.  “What are you doing?  She whispered.  “They’ll find us in here!” Bo shook his head.  “They’ve been pounding on the door for hours.  They know we’re here, but can’t get in.  We’re safe until they fix this mess.”  Neither of them heard the scratching in the walls, which were much thinner than the door.
Below them, Mina, Ingmar, and Renee ran from the zombies, but they couldn’t gain ground.  The zombies were getting faster.  Mina tripped.  Renee kept running.  Ingmar reached for her hand, but the zombies got there first.

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The City: 105: Joan

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Ingmar was nearly finished when the door gave way and a pair of zombies tumbled inside.  Joan took a rope stand that was sitting in a corner and used it like an improvised club, waving it in front of her.  The zombies retreated, but didn’t seem to be damaged at all.
“What are you doing?” Ingmar asked.
“You can get people out with those guns, right?  You should go do that.”
“But we’re the ones robbing the bank.”
“Go help people.  There’s a manager’s exit out the back.  You should be able to use it.”  Renee, Mina and Ingmar ran.

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The City: 103: Brittany

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Ingmar was about half done when they came back from the vault.
“We’re all done,” Renee said.  “Babbage has what he wanted.  We are now the new board of…  What the hell?”
“It’s some kind of virus, it got the others.  This is the only way to logout safely,” Ingmar said as he leveled the boot gun and fired at Tobias.  Renee pulled out her own.
“Babbage’s virus won’t harm us.”
“It got the others.”
Renee fired at Ingmar, but she missed.  Brittany didn’t care who won their little power struggle, she just wanted out.  She leapt into the crossfire.

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The City: 096: Tobias

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Tobias had been taken at gunpoint to the bank by Renee and Mina.  With Joseph booted, he was the ranking manager.  They took him to the vault and demanded he unlock the terminal with his keycard.  When he refused, she reached into his inventory and grabbed it.
“We don’t need you, just access.”  She plugged it in and the machine chirped as it came to life.  She typed feverishly for five minutes before the machine shut down and faded away.  “There.  Now we’re all very rich.”
“Midas will never let this stand,” Tobias said.
“Silly man.  We own Midas now.”

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