Chapter Seventy-Two - Behold My Catlike Grace
Chapter Seventy-Two - Behold My Catlike Grace
"Grace isn't just about looking good while doing the impossible. It's about making sure everyone else knows you're better at it than they are—and maybe stepping on a few necks along the way. Figuratively. Mostly."
--Attributed to Emosycthe Mordeath Noir, early 2050s
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The next twenty minutes were kind of boring. Even the constant drumming and thumps of multiple AA guns turning the sky into pin-cushion land was something I could get used to.
And then, on the twenty-first minute, things stopped being boring, but in the bad way.
I got a call. It was flagged as urgent, and it was coming from Grasshopper.
"Where's the fire?" I asked as soon as I answered.
"Hello, Catherine," Grasshopper said. "Are you busy right now?"