"Hold on!" The prince yelled. Interrupting their argument. Jace looked over at him, still seeming composed on the outside. He tilted his head and waved his hand, a gesture for him to elaborate. One he picked up during his short stay on this planet. "What do you mean by 'you are going to have your hands full'?"
"Just as I said." Jace gave a single nod as he leaned back in his chair. "I mean I am sure you have already noticed the start of it I am sure." Jace waved at the door. "Shops have been closing, the streets have been mostly deserted, then there is crime. Doesn't it seem strange that almost all organized crime stopped at the same time?"
"Shit." Sherlock bluntly stated before standing up and turning around. "We are taking the VIPs off planet immediately-"
BOOOM!
