Town Hall, Sunday Morning
Parents' Weekend.
To be honest, Cable had spent most of it indoors, checking the radio broadcasts to ensure that no one with any designs on Jan had shown up. It took till Sunday for him to be satisfied, and judge everything safe.
So he'd taken the child with him to the office. Jan was currently in the process of attempting to fold swans out of left-over paperwork, which was a lot more complicated than you'd think. (At least, that's what could be read out of her very concentrated expression.)
Nathan, on the other hand, was more busy keeping up with his own paperwork, especially the forms pertaining to the island's population. That didn't mean he hadn't instructed his secretary to make sure anyone looking for a chat (and not bearing obvious weapons) knew it was fine to make housecalls.
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To be honest, Cable had spent most of it indoors, checking the radio broadcasts to ensure that no one with any designs on Jan had shown up. It took till Sunday for him to be satisfied, and judge everything safe.
So he'd taken the child with him to the office. Jan was currently in the process of attempting to fold swans out of left-over paperwork, which was a lot more complicated than you'd think. (At least, that's what could be read out of her very concentrated expression.)
Nathan, on the other hand, was more busy keeping up with his own paperwork, especially the forms pertaining to the island's population. That didn't mean he hadn't instructed his secretary to make sure anyone looking for a chat (and not bearing obvious weapons) knew it was fine to make housecalls.
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