Fear? Hope? Or maybe I was reading too much into it. Maybe she was just nervous. I certainly knew how that felt.I shook my head and waved towards the ...mpty seats, too dumbfounded to speak. In all the time we’d been in the same school, I couldn’t recall ever having a single conversation with Clarissa Liddington. It wasn’t done. I was a Townie after all.There were two very clearly defined cliques at Micester High—The Villagers and The Townies. The Townies lived, as you can imagine, on the. John and Jana were shaken out of bed by the first bomb burst. Scrambling in their underwear, they found some shelter behind the windrow at the edge of the runway.The ground shook, the airfield echoed with the flash and blast of the German bombs. It seemed as if nothing could possibly survive and all their aircraft would be destroyed.Not far off something began to burn, they could smell the smoke and the flare from burning fuel light up the woods around them. Finally, an anti-aircraft gun banged. But you can talk to him yourself. I will drive you there and back and will be with you at the interview."Potts's descripion of Governor was right, thought Griffiths. This was a man who applied rules strictly and fairly according to his lights, but had little idea of flexibilty. Sensing that the diplomat's presence was not helping, he asked Potts to leave and pick him up later. The Governor offered him the hospitality of his house and Potts promised to be back in exactly two days. When they were. The man had definitely seen his best days long ago, however he did bat her an eye as she stepped inside, to which she responded with a nod and a smile. The older man giving her a smug grin right back, the kind of grind which would give any girl shivers down her spine. Hana had been fighting omnics for a living now for years, and if anything, it had given her quite some nerves of steel. Not really batting more of an eye at the, most likely, owner of the store she decided to walk further inside,.