Shadowrun_Makeda Red by Jennifer Brozek

Author:Jennifer Brozek [Brozek, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Science Fiction, cyberpunk, Action & Adventure, General, fantasy, Paranormal, Dragons & Mythical Creatures, Urban
ISBN: 9781942487845
Google: eW6cDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: 1942487843
Goodreads: 46219189
Publisher: Catalyst Game Labs
Published: 2019-06-05T00:00:00+00:00

The mini-storm was short and fierce. It left the clean smell of rain and wet grass behind as the sun peeked out of the leftover clouds. Most of the mountain was still in shadow, but the afternoon was mild and pleasant. The group of them walked with an eager step, each of them looking forward to their separate destinations.

Richter scouted ahead. Fatima took the rearguard position. The rest walked together in a clump. Ollietronic and Pongolyn in front of Tojo. Makeda and Imre behind. This appeared to be the general travel order they did; street samurais in guard positions, hacker, fixer, and face in the middle.

Makeda took the time to watch the other team in action. Most of their communication was silent, comm chatter or hand signals she didn’t understand but noticed. It was very much like her and her team on a run. A mixture of communication styles that kept everyone on the inside informed and everyone on the outside in the dark.

It was clear that Ollietronic and Pongolyn were a couple. They even looked a bit like each other despite their different races: pale skin, green eyes, brown hair. None of the rest of Imre’s team were romantically involved with each other. Though all of them deferred to him. Imre ran the op from start to finish, with each of the rest fixed in their team roles.

“How long have you been running with this crew?” Makeda kept her voice low but not secretive.

“Long enough to know we’re a good team.” Imre kept his head on a swivel.

It was the same thing she’d done when she was escorting them. Now that the shoe was on the other foot, it was interesting to watch Imre take on the mantle of responsibility. “I understand that.”

“You been in Europe long?”

Makeda recognized the heading-off of runner questions at the pass and shook her head. She didn’t blame him. She wouldn’t tell a client anything important about her team, either. “A few weeks. Had the right background for this one, and I wanted a vacation from…home.” This, of course, was a complete lie. She’d spent the last couple of years in France and Belgium under various names.

This last year had been the hardest, after losing her lover and partner in Belgium. She grimaced and shoved thoughts of Zaria—that laughing, beautiful elf—away. She’d thought too much of the woman these past couple of days. The reminder of a paradise lost drained her of her curiosity about Imre and his team.

“How do you like it?”

“Other than the train wreck, running, screaming, and mutant trolls? Just fine.” She gestured to the land. “Beautiful countryside I never really wanted to stroll through.” Especially not in fashion boots. They’d been fine for a short hike, but now were shifting over into painful territory.

“Ah.”

They lapsed into silence. Makeda forced herself out of her head. She refused to think about Zaria or the mission gone wrong or the elf’s disappearance. Instead, she focused on the features around her. The dirt path that was more goat trail than road.

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