How to Defeat a Hero by J Bennett

Author:J Bennett [Bennett, J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Of course I’m a natural blonde. ~ Beacon, Ask Me Anything forum on personal Stream

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“Our show got swiped.”

These words drag me from a tangled, fitful sleep. “Uh?” I moan. I force my eyes open and stare at a decorative sconce on my wall. Except I don’t own any decorative sconces. I wouldn’t waste expensive material cartridges to print something so useless.

“Did you hear what I said? Is that big lout still sleeping?”

I push myself up into a sitting position and immediately realize that everything is wrong. This isn’t my soft, multi-colored blanket wrapped around my legs. These aren’t my peach pajamas I’m wearing. I’m not even in a bed.

Where am I? What happened? And who do these deliciously comfortable peach pajamas belong to?

And then it comes to me. The compromised lair, which also meant a compromised apartment. Fleeting memories wake in my tired brain.

A quick hustle out of the mansion with Leo’s editing equipment cradled in Sequoia’s arms.

A short, testy discussion with The Professor inside Mermaid’s car.

Ash Anders’s bemused smile.

The drive over here—to Sequoia’s house—just as dawn’s light cracked the hold of darkness.

I remember Sequoia offering Ash Anders his bedroom. The Professor took the guest room. It’s not like he could go back to his penthouse in our building either. And then Sequoia insisted I take the couch.

I look down and see my big friend sprawled on the floor, snoring away as bright sunlight from the window pours over him. He’d meant to print an air mattress for himself on his Anders 3100 3D printer, but I guess he didn’t want to wait the hour it’d take. I could barely keep my eyes open while Sequoia printed me these PJs and blanket. I must have conked out before he even printed himself a blanket.

“I said OUR SHOW GOT SWIPED!”

“I heard you,” I snap at Gold who stands just inside the living room, both hands pressing on either side of the opening to the hallway. “Looks like you’re talking in complete sentences again. Shining job.”

He’d barely been able to string two words together last night when Sequoia half dragged him to the couch in the office. Mermaid had insisted on putting him to bed.

“Yes, my courageous injury was quite severe, but I have fully recovered to heist another day,” Gold proclaims. I notice that he’s reapplied his gold lipstick and painted gold bars down his face, which disappear and then reappear from the edges of his golden goggles.

“Wait, we got swiped?” I cry. His words are finally sinking in. I try to stand and almost fall off the couch as the blankets tangle in my legs.

“What?” Sequoia blinks awake. He looks around, confused, his eyes still clouded with sleep.

“Tatiana Wentworth was not pleased when I called her this morning,” Gold says. “She swiped us.”

I flop back on the couch with a groan. All of it was for nothing. If I had any food in my stomach, I think I’d vomit.

“She thought we came all the way to Chicago to steal that old ring.

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