"By order of the Federal Bureau of Awakened Affairs, the guild Eclipse is scheduled for a comprehensive compliance inspection. Premises, personnel, contracts, and all registered assets." He paused, the first pause he'd taken. "Effective immediately. I will be conducting the preliminary walkthrough now."
The page carried a federal seal, and under the seal, a name buried somewhere in the guild's very first inbox.
Doug read the document twice, and by the second pass his face had folded into deep professional revulsion, like he'd found a cockroach pressed between the pages of otherwise good paperwork. Effective immediately, on the guild's first day of intake, with the cameras still overhead.
Not to mention that this was Eclipse, the guild led by the Anomaly the government had been making deals with for months now. Instead of throwing the book at him on day one, they should be looking the other way - as they so often did when it came to the Ashborn family.
