Miss Mirian had very gracefully refused the reward she was owed and, as Murphy had suggested, decided to stake her present on a chance at a better future.
But the red-haired girl knew that a bright future depended on working hard in the present. As the top "politician-in-training" under Murphy, she was genuinely busy with official duties. After finishing her conversation with Murphy and grabbing a quick breakfast, she took several carefully selected assistants and returned to the survivor camp.
A major construction effort was underway there.
Murphy had just rescued more than 1,800 people from the Blood Vulture Corridor. Suddenly having twice as many mouths to feed was a very worrying sign, but fortunately, the camp already had a crude yet effective system in place, allowing Mirian to keep things more or less under control for now.
According to the schedule she had set, that morning she was to meet with the leaders of the survivors from the Corridor to discuss assigning people to clear the ruins in the outer district and begin the initial stages of rebuilding.
From a manager's point of view, Mirian's current situation could be summed up as follows:
The good news was that the other side was cooperating with the camp's efforts. They had even taken the initiative to bring their 1,800 survivors into the existing management system, which was based on "labor credits" and "communal meals."
The bad news was that several people among their leadership were restless and seemed to want to seize power.
Lady Adele had told Mirian about this in private. As Murphy's blood descendant and steward, she felt it was her duty to inform the current manager of anything happening in the territory that deserved attention.
At first, Mirian hadn't cared. She'd planned to get the job done as