Her hand jerked down, interrupting the dataflow. She knew what it said, regardless. Stream after stream of hate crimes and it was only beginning. This was what she had legislated.
"You're right. I was harsh." Katherine pressed her lips together tightly for a moment, gritting her way through a smile. "But don't you think it's ridiculous, whatever side you're on, to suggest that legislating wild cards out of work is a good idea?" Her arms clenched around her notebook again. "You can't remove an entire segment of the population, particularly not one that size, and not expect the economy to collapse. Goddamnit, Alistair, not even the President went that far."
She halted, staring down at her watch. "Let's talk about this in the car. I need food or I'm likely to get worse."