27: Celebration
Year 34 Fifth Wave, day 999
Prime celebrated thirty years of leadership with a penthouse party. He didn't attend, although his robot double was there having a blast, causing a blast and destroying itself in a blast.
Prime's eighth wife was killed; saved him alimony. One of his daughters died, but he had tried to prevent her attendance. The press coverage, when he was thought dead, was quite flattering.
He read the reports. He laughed. Those darn robots, at it again, just like before. Chief had never been identified.
Danger! Mr. Silver, one hundred trillion robot rebels could destroy civilization.