Apex by Robert J Crane

Author:Robert J Crane
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fantasy, Contemporary, General, Urban, Fiction
ISBN: 9781983834707
Publisher: Ostiagard Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

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Istepped off the plane in Minneapolis to find Governor Bridget Shipley waiting for me, clutching her hands, blond hair cut in an overgrown bob that reached the top of her shoulders. Governor Shipley was a pretty stately lady, and I’d met her enough times in the past to recognize the nervous tension in her as I descended the steps from the Gulfstream, my team following behind me.

“Mr. Treston,” she said, taking a few strides to greet me as I came lightly off the last step. We were standing on the tarmac at the private terminal at Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport. A 737 roared in the distance as it came in for a landing, passing over the Mall of America toward the north-south runway. The governor extended her hand, and I shook it, carefully, trying to not break it with my still-newfound strength.

I’d lived as a meta my entire adult life, and I’d always been strong. But what President Harmon had done, giving me a power boost? It had boosted everything. Strength, speed, dexterity. I wasn’t exactly exploding Coke bottles with my grip by accident, but I didn’t want to lose control on the Governor of Minnesota’s hand, either. The consequences would be a lot more dire than a little Cherry Coke on my new suit.

“Rolling out the red carpet for us, Governor?” I asked, pausing to look her in the eye. I wasn’t her biggest fan; when Sienna had run into trouble, Shipley had been one of the first to pull out the long knives for her, making her life harder at a time when she didn’t need it.

In previous meetings with the governor, I had been in Sienna’s company. They’d been congenial, filled with praise and mutual admiration.

That had evaporated as soon as my sister hit hard times. I wasn’t keeping a shit list or anything, but if I had been, Governor Bridget Shipley would have been right at the top. I suspected Sienna wasn’t likely to forgive her, either, if she were to ever find her way out from under the mountain of trouble she was presently buried in.

“I’m just glad you saw fit to come back to us now, when we need you most,” Shipley said, smiling thinly. Sanctimonious, of course. A true politician, this one.

“Well, I might have been around more if I felt like I was welcome here.” I said that with the dryness of a good sherry.

“You are more than welcome here, of course.” She didn’t bat an eye. Provided this incident resolved well, and with a decent helping of assistance from her party, she’d probably be a contender to Gondry in the next primaries—assuming Gondry continued to fumble around in the dark like a monkey seeking a football to hump (and I figured that was a fair assumption).

“Well, I don’t like to travel anywhere alone,” I said, turning to watch Augustus and Jamal coming down the stairs, Taneshia behind them. Friday had the luggage, and he was just behind them. Olivia Bracket followed a step behind, with Tracy bringing up the rear.

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