Illusion (The Blacklight Chronicles Book 1) by Joseph Phelps

Author:Joseph Phelps [Phelps, Joseph]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-19T22:00:00+00:00

“This seems really weird,” Kurt said while shaking his head and handing the firearm back to his friend.

Squinting one eye, Jimmy smiled and holstered the gun. “Yeah, but you’re an Infiltrator, not a Heavy like me.”

Gadot had been shrugging into her fitted armor and stopped to glare at Jimmy. “Woah, hang on, a what?”

He smiled demurely and handed them both a card. “I got the upgrade during the hit on Ursa. Didn’t want to distract you guys. My very own specialist class made just for me. Seems that way, anyhow.”

Mr. James

The Heavy

“Holy crud, dude! Congrats!” Kurt grinned at Jimmy. “That’s a seriously cool title, too. Not just Heavy, but The Heavy.”

“Yeah, that’s great. I’ve never heard of it either. Usually combat specialists get military-related classes. Very cool, Jimmy.” Gadot practically beamed at Jimmy. She flushed slightly and looked back at her gear. “I guess Big Bore was all you needed.”

He gave her a quick smile before turning toward their vehicle for the night, a low-slung 2015 four door Ford Mustang. It was midnight purple in color, with a modified exhaust profile jutting from the rear of the vehicle’s skirts. “Yeah, it really was. I got it up to level ten fighting the Russians and that was that. Great bonuses to heavy armor and my usual arsenal. Couple cool tricks for high-aggro weapons too.”

After a few jostling but well-meaning shoves with his friend, Kurt ended up in the rear of the car, watching the landscape go by as they moved down the coast towards Pirate turf. He was mildly disturbed to see a freeway sign go by overhead, covered in red spray paint and braced on either side by skeletons. It stated just a single phrase in large, splashed lettering: “Abandon hope, all ye who enter.” The next sign had similar adornments and the phrase: “Here there be monsters!”

“How are there skeletons on those billboards?” Kurt peered through the rear window in confusion. “I thought everybody dusted when they die?”

Jimmy snickered from the front seat. “Yeah, those are plastic. Party store gags … or stolen from, like, … medical school.” He pulled his sidearm and removed the large double magazine, replacing it with two separate magazines of specialty ammunition. One had a stripe of red and yellow, indicating Starburst rounds, and the other was a silver-banded Armor Piercing magazine that Kurt recognized from his own arsenal. “Makes their point rather succinctly though, I feel. Not exactly a ‘stay off my lawn’ sign, just enough of a warning to let you know what you’re getting into.”

The landscape passing by through the windows was ragged, apparently having seen heavy action from the Pirates during the week. Buildings were blasted and burnt out, with street lights torn down, whether intentionally or by accident Kurt couldn’t tell. He watched a stripped-down old hot rod careening around a corner, automatic weapons fire rattling off from inside as the police swerved wildly in chase. The pursuit passed directly beneath them as they drove by on an overpass.

They

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