Tag, You're Dead by J C Lane

Author:J C Lane
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Poisoned Pen Press
Published: 2016-03-31T04:00:00+00:00

Charles

The stupid girl still wasn’t taking this seriously. Amanda Paniagua obviously thought she was playing a game with one of the lesser beings from cyberspace, like she was used to. There she sat in the park, waiting for the next transmission to go, as if that could throw him off the scent. As if she had thrown him off at all, from the very beginning. He’d followed her the entire time, anticipating her moves, knowing how she was trying to fool him. Those kinds of tricks had most likely taken in online opponents again and again. Not this time. Not in the real world.

A shiny black Hummer pulled up to the park, and an extremely large man exited the passenger door and lumbered around, swiveling his head side to side. Another man, just as large as the first, climbed out of the driver’s side and stood, arms crossed, scanning the area where Charles sat. A wire snaked from his ear down the back of his neck, and dark sunglasses hid his eyes. Secret Service? FBI?

Charles pulled out his tablet and opened the app he had created to tell him what technology was being used in the area. He minimized the search to within fifty feet. A dozen phones, several tablets, iPods, a few Fitbits…and a scanner with the same signature as the smartwatch Charles was wearing for the Game.

His heart raced, but he kept his feelings in check, casually studying everyone in his vicinity. Families. College students. A group of Japanese tourists. But he knew where the origin of the signal would be. It didn’t take a genius to figure that out.

He tightened the proximity of his scan, triangulating the area between him and the Hummer. Sure enough, the signal came directly from the vehicle, so strong it was like they’d amplified it. He could now see a shadow in the backseat, behind the tinted glass. Not another monster, like the two men. Someone smaller. But that was all he could make out.

Charles pulled his sunglasses from his bag, flipping the switch as his fingers brushed the frame. These glasses were more than what the average person could use to surf the Web, take pictures, or receive directions to the nearest Italian restaurant. Charles had modified them to scan for heat signatures, bone density, technology, and weapons. They could even read a person’s vital signs, heart rate, blood sugar, and brain activity. The modifications had been a challenge. For a day.

He spoke quietly. “Scan for age and vitals.”

The glasses went to work, and within seconds Charles received the information that the target was a sixteen-year-old Caucasian female who had eaten within the half hour, but hadn’t slept for twenty-two. The license plate on the Hummer, which Charles could read without the help of extra glasses, pinpointed the vehicle to be from Dane County, two hours, thirty-nine minutes from Chicago. Madison, Wisconsin, of course.

The man traversing the park came back and joined the other thug on the driver’s side. The center window slid open, and Charles had his glasses snap several photos.

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