04-24-2023, 07:06 AM
In the city of Cuetlachtli, near the Canal Zone, a Huenyan mailman named Ahuitla as going about his daily deliveries. As he walked past a house at the far end of Yoliyamanicui Street, he heard a muffled thumping coming from the house. Ahuitla found this odd; the house in question was vacant as far as he knew. He walked towards the house cautiously. As he got closer, he could hear voices shouting for help in addition to the thumping sounds. He walked to the door where the sounds were coming from and tried to open it; the door was locked. He kicked the door until it finally slammed open. Three people came pouring out of the basement.
Suzana quickly grabbed Ahuitla by the arm. "Call the police! Something bad is about to happen!" Ahuitla looked at her as if she were a crazy woman, then shrugged. The police, indeed, seemed like the best option to deal with the situation.
When the Cuetlachtli Municipal Police arrived and began questioning Suzana and the others, and discovered they were with WOE, things sped up very quickly. The local cops called the nearest FIS office, and within ten minutes agents arrived to question the activists further. After some questioning, the "something bad" was discovered to be a planned attack on the Canal Zone. The FIS agent-in-charge at Cuetlachtli called to warn Canal Zone authorities, while an urgent message was sent to FIS Headquarters in Ixtenco.
The response time of the Huenyan authorities would later be deemed to have been perfectly reasonable. They were quick - just not quick enough. By the time the agent-in-charge, Zolin, was on the phone with his colleagues in the Canal Zone, Calvin Goode and his compatriots were just beginning to climb aboard the Procura Horizon.
Suzana quickly grabbed Ahuitla by the arm. "Call the police! Something bad is about to happen!" Ahuitla looked at her as if she were a crazy woman, then shrugged. The police, indeed, seemed like the best option to deal with the situation.
When the Cuetlachtli Municipal Police arrived and began questioning Suzana and the others, and discovered they were with WOE, things sped up very quickly. The local cops called the nearest FIS office, and within ten minutes agents arrived to question the activists further. After some questioning, the "something bad" was discovered to be a planned attack on the Canal Zone. The FIS agent-in-charge at Cuetlachtli called to warn Canal Zone authorities, while an urgent message was sent to FIS Headquarters in Ixtenco.
The response time of the Huenyan authorities would later be deemed to have been perfectly reasonable. They were quick - just not quick enough. By the time the agent-in-charge, Zolin, was on the phone with his colleagues in the Canal Zone, Calvin Goode and his compatriots were just beginning to climb aboard the Procura Horizon.
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