Flight 3108 by Mikeworth Sharon

Author:Mikeworth, Sharon [Mikeworth, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction
ISBN: 9781734936506
Publisher: River Nation Publishing
Published: 2020-05-24T22:00:00+00:00

The other three wanted to head on out of the terminal, but Mason insisted they give the last section a quick perusal first. Might as well; they’d come this far. He had no urge to drag it out, though, and took off at a fast clip. Like Juan, he was ready to get the hell out of there.

They made no stops and reached the other end pretty quickly.

Mason was moving by a long wall of windows where the building ended, watching the rain misting down on a nearby jet and the attached bridge. Raising the binoculars, he was startled by movement outside.

It was two men and a woman running pell-mell in their direction across the wet tarmac.

“Hey, look!” he yelled. “There’s people out there.” But not their people, he realized as the others rushed up to see. These were dirty and unkempt, wearing clothing that had seen better days. As they watched, one of the men shot a wild look over his shoulder.

What were they running from?

“What the…?” murmured Dustin at the same time Mason saw the other figure come into view.

“Is that—” began Rocky, but Dustin overrode him. “It’s fucking Yul Brenner!”

Mason would have laughed if he hadn’t been so thrown. It did look like the android from Westworld, only without the accompanying hat. Stopping directly across from them but still facing partially away, the bald man, who was wearing the faded gray uniform of a security guard, spread his legs, pulled out two huge-looking revolvers, and began shooting at the fleeing trio now swerving away.

One of the men’s back arched, a red splotch appearing across it like a bullseye, and he went down as the guard continued to fire at the retreating two. A second later, the other man flew forward and tumbled across the pavement.

“Dios mío,” whispered Juan.

Standing petrified, they watched as the woman dashed across, dodging and weaving desperately. Mason thought she was going to make it—she had nearly reached the far corner—then she stumbled, dropped to her knees, and crumped to the ground.

Belatedly, Mason realized the danger they were in as the Yul Brenner look-alike pivoted, caught sight of them, and went rigid. Holy shit, Mason thought as he stood there, pinned in place by the thing’s freaky silver eyes.

“Oh, this ain’t good,” said Juan. “This so ain’t good.”

“Run!” yelled Dustin.

They took off, instinctively veering to the side to get away from the windows.

“Go, go, go!” screamed Dustin.

They made it out of sight and started booking like hell down the concourse, arms pumping.

All of a sudden, Juan cried out and fell to the floor, clutching his ankle.

Mason skidded to a stop and looked around frantically for the security bot, thinking he’d been shot. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

“It’s my ankle,” moaned Juan.

Rocky ran back and squatted beside him. “Your ankle?”

“Yeah, it goes out every now and then. I don’t know why. It’s done it my whole life. It’ll be fine for a long time, and then bam, it’ll sort of pop out.” He extended his foot and slowly rotated it.

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