your ruling. I do not question your intention, nor the fact that attacks on our officers cannot be tolerated. I simply wish to be reasonable in our policies. People understand that they must respect our control, but they need not fear us."
Tiberius was furious. "I can not have my control questioned."
"No one is questioning your control, Paul. We must look to the bigger picture."
"And you, Sam, must not be swayed by the desires of children." For the first time he turned his glare to Theo, who immediately wished he could melt through the floor.
Mayor Lucas stood up. "Paul, my decision is final. I am adjusting the sentences. The leader of the protestors who is the only one to initiate violence will be sentenced to one year in prison. The others shall be given a year's probation. Any violation of that probation will reinstate the original sentence. I think that should send the message that we believe in fairness and second chances, but our kindness should not be seen as weakness."
"On the contrary," said Tiberius, still fuming, "you are presenting our government as weak, malleable and adjustable to suit the needs of its citizenry."
"Is that so bad?" asked Lucas. "We are representatives of the people and we ought to take their concerns into consideration."
Tiberius had made his way to the side of Lucas's desk. "These people would be lost without us! Lost and hopeless without my authority to lead the way!" He made to slam his fist on the desk but caught himself and slapped the glass with an open palm instead.
"I assume you mean our authority, Paul?" asked Lucas.
"You know what I mean. You have made a terrible mistake, and we will all have to live with the consequences." He turned to leave and Theo had just enough time to let out a sigh of relief when he realized the deputy mayor had paused and was staring directly at him.
"You, boy, what is your name?"
"Theo Essex, sir."
"Well, Mr. Essex, I don't know why you have meddled in the affairs of something infinitely above your station, but I want you to know that you have my attention and the attention of my entire department. I will be watching you. If you know what is good for you, you won't make any mistakes. And I do mean any."
With that, Tiberius left the room. Theo was frozen to his seat. The mayor came around the desk and put his hand gently on Theo's arm. "I apologize for what you had to witness there. Deputy Mayor Tiberius is...temperamental, but he has the best interests of our nation at heart just as he always wanted what was best for the city before the Event. Though we may disagree on methods, our goal is the same."
Theo wasn't so sure, but he kept silent. The mayor walked back around the desk and sat down. "Theo, I will see to it that your friend is released from custody within the next day. I apologize for all that you and your friends have been through. Please do give strong consideration to my offer. Our country needs bright young minds like yours to give us the proper perspective, as you have done for me here today."
Theo stood, shook the mayor's hand and thanked him profusely. As he turned to go, his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the corner of the desk where Tiberius had made his angry argument. The surface where Tiberius's hand had slapped down was now a web of cracked glass.
Bill returned the following morning. His arrival was met with celebration, though Kylee fretted that a proper celebration should have been planned in his honor. "It's fine," joked Bill, "I'm sure you'll plan something better the next time I get released from jail."
Jamie seemed especially happy to see Bill returned, and particularly eager to have him return to the house. Nobody knew when Bill was going to get the opportunity to own a residence since there was still no system in place for sales or reassignments. Theo thought this was probably just the tip of the iceberg when it came to things the new nation was not prepared to deal with.
Despite his misgivings
Tiberius was furious. "I can not have my control questioned."
"No one is questioning your control, Paul. We must look to the bigger picture."
"And you, Sam, must not be swayed by the desires of children." For the first time he turned his glare to Theo, who immediately wished he could melt through the floor.
Mayor Lucas stood up. "Paul, my decision is final. I am adjusting the sentences. The leader of the protestors who is the only one to initiate violence will be sentenced to one year in prison. The others shall be given a year's probation. Any violation of that probation will reinstate the original sentence. I think that should send the message that we believe in fairness and second chances, but our kindness should not be seen as weakness."
"On the contrary," said Tiberius, still fuming, "you are presenting our government as weak, malleable and adjustable to suit the needs of its citizenry."
"Is that so bad?" asked Lucas. "We are representatives of the people and we ought to take their concerns into consideration."
Tiberius had made his way to the side of Lucas's desk. "These people would be lost without us! Lost and hopeless without my authority to lead the way!" He made to slam his fist on the desk but caught himself and slapped the glass with an open palm instead.
"I assume you mean our authority, Paul?" asked Lucas.
"You know what I mean. You have made a terrible mistake, and we will all have to live with the consequences." He turned to leave and Theo had just enough time to let out a sigh of relief when he realized the deputy mayor had paused and was staring directly at him.
"You, boy, what is your name?"
"Theo Essex, sir."
"Well, Mr. Essex, I don't know why you have meddled in the affairs of something infinitely above your station, but I want you to know that you have my attention and the attention of my entire department. I will be watching you. If you know what is good for you, you won't make any mistakes. And I do mean any."
With that, Tiberius left the room. Theo was frozen to his seat. The mayor came around the desk and put his hand gently on Theo's arm. "I apologize for what you had to witness there. Deputy Mayor Tiberius is...temperamental, but he has the best interests of our nation at heart just as he always wanted what was best for the city before the Event. Though we may disagree on methods, our goal is the same."
Theo wasn't so sure, but he kept silent. The mayor walked back around the desk and sat down. "Theo, I will see to it that your friend is released from custody within the next day. I apologize for all that you and your friends have been through. Please do give strong consideration to my offer. Our country needs bright young minds like yours to give us the proper perspective, as you have done for me here today."
Theo stood, shook the mayor's hand and thanked him profusely. As he turned to go, his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of the corner of the desk where Tiberius had made his angry argument. The surface where Tiberius's hand had slapped down was now a web of cracked glass.
Bill returned the following morning. His arrival was met with celebration, though Kylee fretted that a proper celebration should have been planned in his honor. "It's fine," joked Bill, "I'm sure you'll plan something better the next time I get released from jail."
Jamie seemed especially happy to see Bill returned, and particularly eager to have him return to the house. Nobody knew when Bill was going to get the opportunity to own a residence since there was still no system in place for sales or reassignments. Theo thought this was probably just the tip of the iceberg when it came to things the new nation was not prepared to deal with.
Despite his misgivings
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