Meetings were surely becoming my worst nightmare. Being in a tiny room with thirty people sweating and pushing each other was definitely not my favorite way to spend a Sunday night.
- Folks, calm down. - a tall strong man with big hair was waving his hands in a condescending manner - We won't solve anything with yelling and name calling. We are doing everything in our power to find out what happened.
- That's the problem, isn't Pogg?
I had been standing since the beginning of the meeting. We were going on and on about the same thing for 2h. Pogg was the elected candidate to represent de slums. Apparently, he was well tempered. Every week as part of his job he had to come down from the top tier to meet with us and hear out demands.
- What is, Mr. Sato?
- You have no power! - In that liquor store everyone raised their hands and shouted in support.
