Despite the bullhorn he held, it took him several tries to get their attention, and for a moment he thought they were going to charge him. Then someone in front shouted his name, then someone else, and before he knew it, it became a steady beat. “Dreyfus… Dreyfus… Dreyfus…” He raised his hand, and they quieted a little. “Look,” he began, through the bullhorn. “I understand that you’re angry. I am too. If what we’ve heard is true—and I think the evidence is compelling—then Gen Sys, Mayor House, and anyone else involved must and will be held accountable. But for the moment, this city is collapsing around our ears. Already basic services don’t exist for many citizens, and the predictions are that it’s only going to get worse. “We can’t fall apart now,” he said. “We need leaders.” “You mean House?” someone shouted. “Screw that. Screw him!” That was followed by a messy wave of rage that took a few moments to calm. “No,” Dreyfus said. “I do not mean Mayor House.
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