Vehicles started moving, taking people back into the fortress. A cleanup crew in exo suits stepped out, to start clearing the riverbanks and laying out traps, in case more of those fish things returned.
Vicente stepped up beside Hades before he could leave. "Mr. Quinn, we need to talk about Tracy. Her 'tours' are going to get more people killed. She needs a leash. I understand the need for business to pay taxes that fund all this tech, but not all money should be accepted. What she is doing is reckless endangerment and her entitled ass needs to be locked away in prison."
Hades stopped and looked toward the horizon and he nodded. Like Vicente, he also thought Tracey's tours were a nuisance. Previously, it was because she took a group to the pet house to gawk at White and force him to take pictures with tourists.
