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- Naomi approaches the soldier at the head of the formation, who stands at attention with his hands behind his back.
- Soldier
- I am Captain John Rhodes of the 88th Battalion. Good afternoon, miss.
- Naomi
- Cut the bullshit. What are you here for?
- The soldier relaxes out of his rigid stance, producing a small stack of papers and handing it to Naomi. She begins to read, slowly flipping through the pages.
- Capt. Rhodes
- As of now, your defense detail is disbanded. Those are orders from none other than the Secretary of Defense. Our instructions are to take over protection of this building and the civilians housed inside. We will be taking up residence in the church and handling things from here on out.
- Naomi gives a frustrated smile, never looking up from the papers.
- Naomi
- Of all the amendments you could violate... you pick the third? Really?
- Capt. Rhodes
- This church is not a private residence. And in any case, Denton is under military law right now.
- Naomi looks up, staring daggers.
- Naomi
- So we have no rights. Is that what you're saying?
- Rhodes thinks for a moment, bulging out his left cheek with his tongue.
- Capt. Rhodes
- You could say that.
- Naomi
- Uh-huh.
- Capt. Rhodes
- You've done admirable work here...
- He strains to read her name badge.
- Capt. Rhodes
- Miss Sterling. But--
- Naomi
- Officer.
- Capt. Rhodes
- Eh?
- Naomi
- That's Officer Sterling.
- Capt. Rhodes
- You should be proud. This is the largest single group of survivors we've seen. But your work here is done.
- Naomi ruffles through the papers again, scanning quickly, then looks back at Rhodes, holding the papers up like a lawyer in a courtroom.
- Naomi
- This doesn't say anything about feeding us. You guys gonna be making runs to get food and water for everyone, too?
- Capt. Rhodes
- No ma'am. Our orders are to remain here 24/7 so as to provide for the defense of all civilians inside.
- Naomi
- What about you and your men? Surely you need food too?
- Capt. Rhodes
- We have supplies.
- Naomi
- And you'll share with us?
- Rhodes shakes his head.
- Naomi
- So I'm supposed to keep risking my ass to feed everyone here, and the only difference is I don't get a say anymore in how we defend ourselves. Is that the size of it?
- Capt. Rhodes
- Miss Sterling, if you don't mind, I have duties to attend to now. You can direct any further questions to my second-in-command, Sergent Jennings here. Now if you'll excuse me.
- And with that, he walks off.
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