Explosive Arsenal by Jeffery H. Haskell

Author:Jeffery H. Haskell [Haskell, Jeffery H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Superheroes | Supervillains
Publisher: Molten Press
Published: 2018-09-24T04:00:00+00:00

“The only reason you’re not in jail right now is that the Governor of Arizona and the State Attorney General are vouching for you—combined with your ‘alibi’.” Special Agent-in-Charge of Superhuman Activity Brown actually raises his hands up and makes air quotes with his fingers while he talks to me. We’re in Sulaco, the smallest of our conference rooms in the Spire.

Since I am only allowed one other person in the room with me, I chose Kate. I figured her abilities would come in handy. What I didn’t know was Agent Brown would be wearing a breathing filter to block out her pheromones. He’s sharp, I guess. Except for the part where he thinks I actually murdered the Northwest team. This is an unofficial-official interview. Agent Brown is recording it. If he’s looking for me to say something and slip up he’s in for a long wait. I may only have Kate with me, but I’m wearing my glasses. Epic is analyzing everything Brown says and his body language, and running advanced computations on any possible response I could give, then feeding me the best answer with the least likely chance of me ending up in jail.

I would think being innocent would be enough, but I’ve learned the hard way over the last few years that the truth has little to do with... well, anything.

“Please tell me why I should believe that wasn’t you in Seattle?” he asks.

His body language and tone suggest that he is not at all open to the possibility of the assailant being someone else. Keep your answers short, simple, and truthful.

I glance up at the camera in the corner of the room and give Epic a raised eyebrow. As if I wouldn’t be truthful.

“Because it wasn’t me. I was in Colorado, apprehending the Armory. I have my team as witnesses—and the US Marshals who accompanied us.”

“Uh-huh,” he says. He looks at Kate, then me. “You think I’m stupid?”

I open my mouth to say ‘yes,’ when Epic flashes a large “Red Alert” symbol across my vision. I sigh instead. “No, I don’t. You’re an FBI agent. That requires a level of schooling stupid people can’t achieve. You are a Special Agent, so you have years in the field. You’re also wearing a mask to filter out any atmospheric toxins, which makes you aware of our abilities and ready to counter them. Clearly, you’re well trained and motivated,” I say to him while looking him square in the eyes. I find people tend to get uncomfortable after about seven seconds of eye contact.

He doesn’t.

“And?” he asks.

“And you’re biased. You don’t like superhumans, or you don’t like me, and you're letting that bias influence your investigation. You think I’m guilty and there isn’t anything I can say or do that will change your mind.”

That catches him off guard.

“Are you telling me there is no way that could have been you in Seattle?”

“I’ve already told you it wasn’t. I can provide you electronic evidence—”

“It’s well known you have access to advanced computers and alien technology.

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