Into Neon by Matthew A. Goodwin

Author:Matthew A. Goodwin [Goodwin, Matthew A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780578534404
Published: 2019-07-02T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

They strode through the Forum, a BurbSec officer and two obvious city dwellers turning more than a few heads. Issy led them to a corridor between two buildings as Stan snickered.

“What?” Moss asked.

“You catch the name of that bar?” Stan smirked.

“Lewd and lascivious,” Moss answered.

“Yeah.” Stan laughed. “A sports bar with girls in hot pants dancing on the tables. You fucking bubs don’t even know the meaning of lewd and lascivious.”

Having seen the Long-Legged Spinners, even from the outside, Moss had to agree and began to speak before Issy hissed, “will you two hush up!”

They approached a concrete pillbox with the BurbSec seal painted on a thick metal door. Entry Code Six Ten, Moss heard her command in his mind and the barcode on her name tag was scanned before the door hissed open.

“There’s a lot of these side entrances so the average employee doesn’t see people being dragged very far,” Issy explained as she led them down concrete steps whose yellow paint had been worn off over time. Light bulbs in metal cages illuminated the corridor which seemed to stretch on as far as Moss could see. They walked a while before Issy spoke again. “Ferocious Stan,” she began respectfully. “You should take the lead here, there will be a guard stationed as we round the next corner.”

“Right,” he said and stepped in front of them, cracking his knuckles with dramatic flair. They stepped past a line of demarcation spray painted on the floor, the blue beehive shield logo of BurbSec on the near side and the red scorpion pincer emblem of Carcer Corp on the other.

“Thank you, Is,” Moss said, and she turned sorrowful eyes on him as he heard, Security Order 19.

“Listen, Moss,” she began, but his hand was already reaching for the weapon at his side. It was not instinct as it had been with the biker but a calculated move. He knew how much he had asked of her, how much she would have to give up to help them, how much it would help her professionally if she stopped them.

His heart broke as he pressed his thumbnail against the switch, ensuring it was set to non-lethal. Her eyes went wide with disbelief as his he raised the weapon, pointing to the break in her armor at the shoulder. He knew the wiring would distribute the shock; Stan had taught him as much. The lights in the hallway turned red and she had time to say, “No,” as he pulled the trigger.

Stan wheeled back around with his revolver aimed as a speaker blared, “Security alert.”

Moss found himself saying, “I’m sorry,” as the shock hit his oldest friend, who crumpled instantly into his arms. His eyes burned and his face contorted in anger, disappointment, and fear. He lay her down and turned to look at Stan with his weapon raised.

“It’s dealt with,” Moss snarled. Stan lowered his weapon.

“I’m sorry.” Stan’s words hardly registered.

“Me-fucking-too,” Moss exclaimed, his words muffled in his own ears, drowned out by the alarms.

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