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Jessica’s police scanner app woke her far earlier than she was used to. She glared at the clock, then down at her phone. There were hundreds of incidents pouring in, reports of looting, rioting, protests, Strike Force movements – in short, panic.
One word caught her attention through the chaos. Attilan. Why was it so goddamn familiar? She racked her brain and it landed on a certain redheaded painter.
She punched in the number, then moved towards her window. “Liss,” she said casually when the other woman picked up. She pulled back her blinds, staring at the distant shape. “Why is your magical, floating, sometimes invisible city in the Hudson river?”