When the morning sunlight shone into Nova City, the waking city operated as it always did.
Women carried cassava-processed pancakes and cooked beans on their heads, walking onto the streets to sell them to those who were about to head out for a day of hard labor.
But business was especially bad today. The restlessness of the past couple of days and the distant, intermittent explosion sounds from yesterday made many people in the city sense danger.
Given a choice, ordinary folks would have stayed home to see how things played out.
Setaka's soldiers guarded every entry and exit point of the city. They had always been listless, but today seemed different.
No one knew what information they received, but Setaka was particularly on edge today. By morning, he had already shot and killed 3 people, their bodies lying in his living room.
The sight of the corpses had all of Setaka's men on high alert. They didn't know what was happening, just that their boss was very angry.
