Cornered: Episode Two of the Sister Planets Series by Leviticus James

Author:Leviticus James [James, Leviticus]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Team Awesome Press, LLC
Published: 2020-02-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

I don’t come out of the apartment the next day.

Or the next day.

Or the next day.

I don’t let anyone come in, either. Not Norah, not Mika, not anyone. I’m in no mood to talk about any part of the assassination attempt. I disable the call feature from my top-of-the-line Net Mirror and turn away anyone who tries to access the apartment through the elevator.

I’m doing my best to quell the embarrassment and anxiety taking up residency in my chest. Just when I think the tumult ends, it starts back up again. Sleeping helps, but that’s hard to do after three days of doing nothing.

Rest is a relative term, though. I don’t feel rested. My body is caught up on sleep, but I feel stretched somehow.

It’s not just embarrassment. Spending days by myself gives me time to stop and think about the mess I’m caught up in. And boy, is it a mess.

Greenstreet is a traitor. Now that I’ve had time to process that fact, it both surprises me and makes total sense at the same time. Of course that selfish egotist would decide he was important enough to rule his own country. This is a man who puts kill-switches in his employee’s skulls and already manipulates the populations of two planets when it comes to the communication between Mars and Earth.

At the same time, wow—he thinks he’s powerful enough to rule his own country. And I was his employee. One with a kill-switch in my head that he could have flipped at any time.

Talk about a downer.

Despite that, I’m calm. More relaxed than I’ve been in years. And it’s because of those kill-switches. Knowing they’re off and can’t be used gives me overwhelming amounts of peace. I hadn’t realized how tense those tiny machines made me. I’d forgotten how little I’d slept in the weeks after they were installed; every noise or headache had me convinced I was about to die.

Today, instead of obsessing over the fact I could die any moment, I’m eating a bowl of cereal, watching a Net Mirror show about luxury life in a Mars habitat, and feeling sore that I made a stupid decision.

The elevator dings, but the doors don’t open. Love that security feature.

“Go away!” I shout.

“There’s a delivery for you in the lobby, miss,” a man’s voice I don’t recognize says from the other side of the doors.

“Send it up. Thank you.”

“Uh, I can’t do that, miss.”

I furrow my brow. “Why not?”

“Well, there’s quite a few packages.”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you own a music store or something?”

I toss my bowl over my shoulder and dart for the elevator. I hear a loud clang-clatter-splat as my cereal bowl and its contents hit the floor.

I slam into the elevator doors. “Are there instruments down there?”

“Yeah, a whole bunch of them.”

I’m on the verge of hyperventilating. “Okay, this is what I need you to do. Load up as many of them as you can, and send the elevator back up. I’ll unload them, send the elevator back down, and we’ll keep doing that until everything’s gone.

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