"What?"
Beta Morgan was so startled he almost dropped his phone.
His heart seized up. 'What on earth is that madwoman thinking?'
Turning a Regulator over to the Martial Affairs Bureau? What kind of move was that?
Beta Morgan didn't care if he angered his master right now; he immediately went to open the car door.
"Sir, this is bad! Aurora turned a Basic Supervisor in to the Martial Affairs Bureau."
Alvin Morgan's hands froze on the keyboard. He snapped his head up, his eyes filled with grim gravity.
Beta Morgan held the phone out. "It's Eugene's call. He can explain."
At that moment, Eugene Morgan had a splitting headache. Beside him, the director of the Martial Affairs Bureau was on the phone with his counterpart in Niphoria.
