The Fox, the Dog, and the King by Matt Doyle

Author:Matt Doyle [Doyle, Matt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781949340129
Publisher: NineStar Press
Published: 2018-07-23T04:00:00+00:00

“TAPPERS,” CHARLIE SAYS incredulously. “In the supply halls.”

I haven’t told Charlie everything. Honestly, I don’t have the time right now, and I’m a little preoccupied with trying to get a response from my friends on the currently poorly named response team. She does know that I was trailing a group for a case at least. “Hanson, you there?” I say, my finger held tight on the transmit button, but my earpiece continues to remain silent. I shake my head in frustration. “Yeah. So, what are the supply halls?”

Charlie shrugs. “That’s no secret. You know how we normally keep stimulants in one place and just pick up what we need? Well, if we’re expecting a big order, then we ship them below ground to the relevant Elite. Makes it easier that way.”

“So, these hallways connect the different houses for the Elite Dealers?”

“And the main supply stores, yeah. I’m surprised you didn’t know about them. When you never asked how I got stocked up for major deals, I assumed someone had told you.”

“I thought you just picked them up.”

“Huh,” Charlie replies, leaning back against the wall and crossing her arms. “I suppose you weren’t ever here during a delivery.”

I open my mouth to respond, but a voice cuts in on my earpiece. “Cassie, you there?” Hanson asks.

“Yeah, I’m here,” I reply, my relief mixing with my frustration. “What happened?”

“We got hit with a bunch of fuzz when they used the first set of Gloves in the tunnels, but the auto-reset didn’t kick in. I think you were probably too close and they did a number on the equipment. We lost your tracker too.”

“Diu . Is it back on now?”

“Yeah. It says you’re around Fenchurch Street. That seem about right?”

“Really? You think I’d be able to tell that down in the tunnels?”

“I don’t know. Can you?”

“Not down there, no. But yes, I’m on Fenchurch Street.”

“So, you’re not down in the tunnels now?”

“No, I lost the group and ended up back topside. Any ideas what to do now?”

“Yeah, get yourself back down there. Another guy went in about ten minutes after you. If you’re lucky, you’ll be able to catch him and pick up the trail again.”

I rub my forehead and ask, “And if I get too close to him when he uses the Gloves? Then what? The tracker’s gonna cut out again.”

Hanson pauses, then says, “It’ll come back again eventually.”

“Yeah, by which time, I could’ve been jumped by twenty people with no sign of backup in sight.”

Hanson clicks her tongue over the earpiece. That I can hear it means that she’s intentionally transmitting it. Thanks for that, Hanson .

“You could shout, really loud,” she tries.

Charlie taps my shoulder and hands me a sheet of paper that reads, Did the Tapping affect Bert? I reread it and glance at the little mechanical gargoyle who’s wandering around the room and examining the furniture in his ongoing quest for a decent scratch post. “Thank you,” I say to Charlie, then hit the transmit button and say, “The Tapping didn’t seem to effect Bert.

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