Murder in the Multiverse (Multiverse Investigations Mysteries Book 1) by RE McLean

Author:RE McLean [McLean, RE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Catawampus Press
Published: 2019-11-21T16:00:00+00:00

An hour later, there was still no sign of movement opposite. For the twenty-third time, Mike hauled himself up and paced the room.

“She’s normally up and about at this time of day,” he said. “I’m worried.”

“Maybe something’s happened to her.”

“I hope not.”

“Would we know, if it had?”

“If there was an emergency call, Madonna would tell us. Or the Prof.”

“So is sitting here watching an empty window going to get us anywhere?”

“It’s not empty.”

“Looks it to me.”

Mike shook his head. “She’s a hermit. Never goes out. She’s in there.”

“Maybe we’ve got it wrong. Maybe in this world, she’s a social butterfly.”

“I trust my sources.”

Alex sighed. She had pins and needles in her big toe and was desperate for some air.

“I’m going out,” she said.

“What?”

She stood up. “I’ll get us some coffee. I need caffeine, don’t you?”

“I don’t think that’s wise.”

“Do they have coffee shops here?”

“Alex, it’s a highly advanced civilization. The population wear the most garish clothes I ever saw and they communicate via an immersive form of virtual reality.”

“Do they have coffee shops?”

“Of course they do. There’s one on the first floor of every building.”

“Right. That’s where I’m going.” She hesitated. “How do I pay?”

He eyed her. She yawned and he followed suit. “Oh, OK then,” he said. “I need something to keep me awake.”

He took the bitbox out of his pocket and poked at it. Then he held it out.

“I suppose I’ll need to test you with this thing at some point,” he said. “You may even get your own, next time.”

Alex surveyed the bitbox. “How do I use it?”

“I put it into shopping mode. There’s credit for two skinny mochas with whipped cream.”

“How do you know what I drink?”

“Just go, alright. But be quick about it. We have twenty-eight minutes before we have to leave.”

“Right.” She put the device in the pocket of her purple jeans (she secretly longed to keep them after the jump, they matched her bedroom at home) and headed for the door.

“I’ll be right back,” she lied.

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