A match?

Ansel had barely stepped into the room when Audrey walked towards him, his face creased with worry. "Brother Ansel, have you seen the president's reply?" he asked, his deep voice laced with a sense of concern.

Ansel's eyebrows raised up, his eyes widening in surprise as he halted in his tracks. "How?... What reply?" he asked, confused as to what Audrey was saying.

"The communication device has been blinking nonstop since you attended the meeting with the elders," Audrey fixed his gaze on Ansel's wristband, his eyes widening as he wondered why Ansel hadn't noticed the consistent blinking of his wrist band when it was clearly obvious.

As he spoke, the others in the room exchanged worried glances, their faces showing a growing sense of unease.

Ami continued from where her brother stopped. " We thought it was just a glitch but then we saw the reply." She paused, her lips pressing together in a tight line. "It was from the president, and it was a reply to Atticus, but..." Her voice trailed
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