Trading Futures (Lance Parkin) by Trading Futures (by Parkin Lance)

Author:Trading Futures (by Parkin, Lance)
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter Twelve

The Spy Who Shot Me

They had men, covering all the exits, with orders to shoot anything that came through.

They couldn’t land helicopters on the roof. There were three doors at ground level. The Doctor and Malady had gone in through the main entrance, one of the others was blocked by debris, the other hadn’t been opened since the tidal wave had hit. The Doctor and Malady were still in the building.

Cosgrove had a limited number of men available, but he had enough. He ordered all the doors covered by teletroops, got a squad of men to set up by the main entrance, and kept two helicopters in the air, circling the museum.

The Doctor and Malady were working together, now. Cosgrove still didn’t think the Doctor was CIA, though. But they must have common interests – and that common interest could only be to prevent his acquiring time travel.

Anyway, there was now a fourth party involved. A middle‐​aged woman and a young boy, in purple uniforms which no one could identify, carrying laser handguns.

Time travellers from the future. They had to be. Penny Lik suggested they could be policemen from Baskerville’s time. She read a lot of science fiction, but Cosgrove thought she was probably right – the authorities of the future would be at least as concerned about the spread of time‐​travel technology as the twenty‐​first century was about ABC weapons. So they’d send people back to stop proliferation. Once you accepted the possibility of time travel, the main objection became that there just weren’t enough time travellers. Surely they’d be all around – tourists, researchers, spies, military men, businessmen, all travelling back to do their jobs? Cosgrove was glad his instincts had been proved right, that there was an unearthly component to all this.

Cosgrove gave orders for the two newcomers to be captured, if at all possible. They had last been seen retreating back into the office block where they’d found the Doctor, but Cosgrove fully expected them to resurface.

Jaxa pressed a medi‐​stim to Roja’s neck.

‘We should sterilise the area,’ Roja was saying, still wincing from the pain.

‘There may not have been a crime,’ Jaxa reminded him.

‘The woman stole my gun. They should all be eradicated.’

‘Then you have let future tech fall into primitive hands. The crime is yours. Would you like me to eradicate you?’

Roja was sitting up, now. ‘That’s not fair,’ he said, sounding like a spoilt brat.

Jaxa considered her options. The handgun would have to be retrieved, of course. The Doctor was a known rogue time element, and one her master was particularly interested in, but merely being present in a time zone that was not your native one wasn’t a crime. Particularly in the case of elementals, who didn’t have a native time.

They needed to find Baskerville. He was the key to this – if he was a rogue, he wasn’t known to them. His death would tie up loose ends here, and would represent something that could be presented as a positive result, without causing any awkward political ramifications.

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