The One Thousand One Guests

The electronic chime sounds. Gates one through seven are open. Murmuring from the gathered one thousand. What the hell? No breaches have been detected, but fortifications are down. Eva turns to her host. Be quiet, smile and look pretty. He makes no note of her as she backs away. Then turns, then disappears into the crowd. Richie has eyes neither for her nor for Rachel, who yet remains by his other side. He hears only the intercom, speaking in possibilities. Air quality remains pure. The glittering city remains uncontaminated. Revelation, zero infiltrators. One host. I'll take care of it. Roman, get me a team back at

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