Chromaspace: Conscript by Megan Alnico

Author:Megan Alnico [Alnico, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Indies United Publishing House
Published: 2021-05-15T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Vera R’Bannon busted down the apartment door. Trash and garbage went flying across the room, splattering unknown liquids on the already filthy wall. Vera dashed to the opposite end of the room in a flash and grabbed the ratty gray coat of the man trying to escape out the window. She hurled him to the ground and pressed her gun to the man’s head, holding his hair with her other hand.

“That wasn’t nice, Sethers. You sold me some bogus intel. I spent three days in those sewers because of your ‘tip’.”

“Hey, Vera sweetie, look… I only told you what I heard. I can’t be takin’ the blame if’n it ain’t true. I even sold it on the cheap.”

Vera pulled harder on his head and tilted him back more. The man let out a cry. “It was cheap, Sethers. That’s the only reason I haven’t already put a bullet in your head.”

“I’ll tell you anything, sweetie. Free. Just don’t go and do anything rash,” responded the terrified Sethers.

“Oh, you’re through talking to me.” She slammed his head into the wall and stood up, still pointing her gun at him. Sethers winced in pain. Vera pressed a button on her collar. Helen walked through the door in full special agent uniform. “Is this him?”

“In all his wretched glory.”

“Wait. Who are you?” asked Sethers. Looking at Vera, he said, “You bitch! You said nothing about being military. Kill me. I’m not telling you anything.”

Helen rolled her eyes. “Dope him.”

Vera peeled a cloth strip from her armband and slapped it against the prone man’s neck. Immediately the man slumped limply back against the wall, his eyes unblinking, and his pupils dilated to an almost impossible level.

Helen put her hand to her head and closed her eyes. She twitched for a second and then smiled. “Fight if you want, Theodore Herald Sethers. It really does hurt you more than me,” Helen said coldly.

Sethers breathed heavily. He wheezed, and there was a wet sound from his lungs. Vera wasn’t sure what the drug was. All she knew was that it allowed Helen free access to the man’s mind. Regardless of its intended purpose, to Vera, it was just another weapon in her arsenal.

Helen quickly dug into the hidden parts of the man’s subconscious, looking for the back doors into his most recent memory. As a last resort, an unwilling subject will instinctively protect their mind by shutting down. With the conscious mind disabled, the subconscious needed to be tricked into revealing coherent memories. Facts needed to be filtered out from dreams, fantasies, and imagined fears. Helen kept a mental list of these memory triggers. To her, they were like common passwords that cause the subconscious to replay specific memories. Sethers was so typical it was almost cliché.

Helen opened her eyes. “He knows nothing. Jacob hasn’t been here in years.”

“Damn!” Vera said and kicked the incapacitated Sethers. “This rat took our money and wasted our time.”

Helen crouched down in front of Sethers. She grabbed him by his limp jaw.

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