By the time the Captain reached his office, he had decided on the course of actions that he would take. Any crime was crime, so he would approach this as any other crime.
Nascut took the datachip that the people had left behind, and inserted it into a reader. The information first took the form of ordered numbers, but they looked oddly familiar. A code? Why, if they gave it to me... Hmmh...
His eyes strayed from the screen to the wall of the office where a poster-map of this section of the capital lay. He started scanning the sectors on the map with his eyes, hoping to find something which would tell him what to do.
Knowledge that his work might destine the fate of the people living in the neighbouring sectors was a burden. Centralization...
Captain Nascut's previous post had been in the Office for Central Domestic Investigations -- an organization which had set as its principle to improve upon the current order, and to support the governmental orders in bringing peace, prosperity and safety to the people. Nascut's transfer to the police had been partly because he had requested to be transferred into a more active part of public safety, but also that he had been ready to assume command and responsibility and no such offices were readily available in the OCeDI.
Nascut was almost ready to regret that it was he who should take these decisions. But, his mind raced forward, if it would have been someone else there today... would he have even considered acting for the public good?
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