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It was day four of the siege at the McSalination plant, and the Greenpunks were still slinging biodegradeable flash drives over the walls and shouting slogans.
Greaves grabbed Terry. “We need to break this siege,” he said. “We’re running out of water.”
“This is a desalination plant.”
Greaves shook his head. “No power for the process. PepsiCo stopped manufacturing the rechargeable batteries to up the profit margin and we’re running low. So now we only got salt water.” He shook his head. “We’re hitting them tonight. When their solar’s weak. According to the marketeers specs we’ve got enough juice to power the rifles for one big push.”
Terry would have objected but he’d reread his contract at the beginning of the siege. He’d known this would happen.
CONTINUE READING AT THE DAILY CABAL