The Next Chronicle (Book 2): Damage by Guess Joshua

Author:Guess, Joshua [Guess, Joshua]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Sci-Fi | Superheroes
Published: 2015-04-16T04:00:00+00:00

Ray

The White Room hadn't changed since Ray last sat in it, but that was a good thing. It was, after all, a space where no one could see or hear using Next abilities and was completely shielded from technological snooping. The lack of change was good, though the small table in the middle had more chairs than before. Ray had brought them in himself.

Kit sat next to him, silently watching the prisoner. Ray himself couldn't manage the absolute calm she showed, though he wasn't feeling afraid. Nervous, yes, but no fear at all. Not because of James Shane, at any rate. The storm cloud that had been Shane's only expression since being locked to his chair wasn't why Ray felt his glands spitting adrenaline into his bloodstream.

What they were about to do, to ask, was insane. It was also their only choice.

Two more empty chairs sat on either side of Kit and Ray. If Kit knew who the fourth chair was for, she wasn't telling. It couldn't be for Deakins, though she was in on the plan, because Deakins was covering for them.

The door opened with a slight hiss, the heavy seals parting. By necessity, the room had no ventilation of any kind, no sort of connection with the world outside. The lights were LEDs powered by batteries, the atmosphere regulated by a compact unit sitting in a corner. That small piece of engineering mastery was the least of the inventions created by the brilliant people in R&D, and Ray shook his head that a device capable of heating or cooling a room with no ventilation as well as scrub carbon dioxide from the air could be considered a minor invention.

Archer sat next to Kit, and after the door was shut and locked, a vaguely familiar man sat next to Ray. He was an agent—that much was clear from his suit and badge—but no name appeared in Ray's head at the sight of him.

More surprising was Kit's reaction; she looked utterly shocked when she saw the man.

“You?” Kit asked. “You're the technopath?”

The agent looked chagrined. “Yeah, sorry about not telling you. Archer said he was keeping my identity under wraps until we had no choice but tell you.”

The voice was definitely familiar, Ray noted. Where had he heard it?

“You're Waid!” Ray said, snapping his fingers. “The analyst.”

Waid bowed his head in acknowledgment, though it was Kit who spoke.

“You've been an agent all this time?” she asked. “Why did you attack the facility's computers, then?”

He glanced at Archer, who nodded.

“Well,” Waid began, somewhat nervously, “I wasn't an agent when I did that. I was in training. Archer found me, brought me up to speed on what he suspected. We planned the attack.”

Kit stared at him in stunned silence. Ray took the brief quiet before the storm to get a read on James Shane. The prisoner seemed to have temporarily forgotten about his captivity, watching the exchange in plain bewilderment.

Ray understood what must be going through his head. Here they were in this strange room, hustled through the halls covertly.

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