The Major lifted a paper and adjusted his glasses slightly, looked up once more, then began to read in a clear voice, enunciating each word carefully.

“‘A state of grave crisis exists in the city of Shalev and throughout the Alliance of Four Cities tonight. The security and peace of our society face a challenge potentially more deadly and destructive than at any time in our eighteen-year history. Therefore, as authorized in section nine, article four of the Laws of Incorporation of the Alliance of Four Cities, we hereby declare a formal state of national emergency and put the entire Alliance under martial law.’”

He paused to let the ripple of shock flutter through the assembled group, then went on firmly. “‘Beginning at 8:00 P.M. this evening, a state of emergency went into effect. It will remain in effect until further notice. Under martial law the following rules will be in effect: One. All civil government in the AFC, including the senate, the courts, and elected officials, will be temporarily suspended, and the Guardians will assume all governing powers until further notice.’”

Nicole saw the stunned look Peter Dobson, president of the AFC, gave Estelle Hardy, Shalev’s mayor, and heard the exclamations of dismay even as her own mind reeled.

“‘The Commander-in-Chief of the Guardian forces will be the chief executive officer and director of government. He is directly responsible for all law, all policies, and all enforcement of the same for the duration of the state of emergency.

“‘Two. For as long as martial law is in effect, all citizens of the AFC are on restricted movement status. All travel outside the city of residence is forbidden without a written permit from the Guardians. A strict curfew will be in effect from 8:00 P.M. until 6:00 A.M. each day. Only those with evening or night employment or those carrying special permits will be allowed outside their homes during those hours. All noncritical activities and services will cease until further notice. Violation of the curfew or travel restrictions will be subject to the Punishment Mode response via the wrist computer.

“‘Three.’” If the Major was aware of the battering effect his words were having on the group, he gave no sign. “‘Beginning at 8:00 A.M. tomorrow morning, all citizens of the Alliance not now implanted will report to their nearest hospital for Stage Two implantation.’” He went on swiftly, overriding the startled cries from the senior Guardian officers. “‘This will include all family members of the Guardian staff, heretofore exempt, and all Guardian personnel in noncritical positions. Lists of exempt personnel will be given to Guardian commanders immediately after this meeting. Failure to report for implantation will warrant maximum Punishment Modes.’”