The cops didn’t keep Erik and Jia long or press them about why they had such thorough access and control of the commerce level’s systems.
The cops could have made trouble, but everyone seemed to tacitly accept that the important thing was that the pair’s efforts had cut down on civilian deaths and helped stop the terrorists with minimal risk to anyone else.
That was about the best result anyone could have hoped for, other than stopping the whole thing before it started.
After only an hour of chatting with the NSCPD and avoiding the press, Erik grabbed his penjing supplies from inside with the blessing of the TPST commander and headed back to his place with Jia for some lunch. She wasn’t in the mood to go anywhere, given their luck that day.
No one wanted to try to drink tea in the midd
