“Vengeance is mine, and recompence, At the time when their foot shall slide: For the day of their calamity is at hand, And the things that are to come upon them shall make haste." 5.Moses 32:35
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Seattle, June 5th, early morningAfter clearing up a few more details, the team went to make their individual preparations - including getting the right uniforms.
The day of the party rolled around and the team found themselves an hour before the official kitchen staff meeting at the parking lot behind the mansion.
The whole private area had to contain at least 2 square kilometers of ground, alternating between densely forested parts and neatly manicured lawns and flowerbeds. A small army of drones was busy keeping the grounds in shape behind a 4 meter high, stainless steel fence, topped with rows and rows of Gothic looking spikes. The canopy of various trees around the area sported security cameras and other sensors.
There destination was the so called pool house - a large villa in its own right, but outright cosy compared to the sprawling mansion about 500m uphill that was equipped with its own wall, which seemed to be topped with barely noticeable mono-wire.
Already a small armada of vans, cars and smaller vehicles had arrived at the parking lot and about half the staff was already unpacking and unloading crates with kitchen utensils and prepared dishes.
At the gate closest to the parking lot a pair of hulking Anthro drones performed the security check: A metal scanner followed by SIN identification to make sure people were on the list of accredited staff.
The distance from the gate to the house had to be about 50m and already a few of the staff members complained that they had to lug all the equipment there by hand instead of driving up to the house, but the robot guards were unyielding, following their programmed protocols to the letter.
