Utopia: A Dark Thriller: Complete Edition by Steel Adam & White Tina M

Author:Steel, Adam & White, Tina M. [Steel, Adam]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Adam Steel & Tina M. White
Published: 2013-01-17T05:00:00+00:00

A few hours earlier

It had been a busy night. Now as dawn stole over the horizon Jack felt exhausted. As soon as his meeting with Max was over, he left the Liquid Sun Bar and Red-Man’s lair behind him, and set out for the long journey ahead: a journey that would end, far, far, away. Where it was safe.

After his run-in with Max in the Liquid Sun Bar, it had been easy for Jack to convince Pinks to go and see Aya in the early hours of that morning. Rat-boy never needed much convincing. As a beat cop, Jack had often given him a not-so-friendly whack in the past to remind him who was the boss. Time had not taken the memories of the hardness of the back of Jack’s hand away from Pinks. He had gotten the kid to throw a few pills of the Red to Max before he had left. That should keep him from testing out Louis’s concoction for a while. At least until I’m far away from him, thought Jack. Fucking arsehole, he hated the military and Max was ex-military.

Jack checked his watch. It was almost midnight. Nearly twelve hours since the breakout. He began to calculate their response as he walked towards his battered car. Behind him, Liquid Sun Bar was closing up for the last time. They knew what would be coming alongside the sun’s rays. Most of the gang’s stash (and people) would be moved out. They would go through the underground the tunnels and seal them up behind them. Only a few things were being moved out at surface level.

A few of the gang were heaving a large plastic bag into the back of a white transit van, which was parked behind his own wreck of a car. A large, limp hand dangled out of a rip in it. The fingers were chubby and bruised. Jack tried to look away when one of the gangsters caught his look.

''ey naa ya worry Jackie,' the black man grinned.

Jack hated those grins. They made them when they meant to hurt someone, or had some nefarious plan.

They grinned a lot.

'She nah ded. A fact wi be givin' 'er a trip fi work a mornin'!' the black man said and burst into barking laughter.

Jack grimaced, got into his car, and started the engine. His thoughts returned to the aftermath of the jailbreak, and how long they had left. Around him, the streets flew past, as he circled Utopia’s road system, closing on his destination. He felt a pang of anticipation. He mused on the consequences of their deadly actions. They’d have to clean up the mess. They’d assess the damage. Secure the prison. Then they’d start asking the questions. Who escaped? Who broke them out? How did they know where to strike? How did they know the time? The ‘exact time’ of the prisoner transfer. The ‘only time’ the ambitious breakout could have succeeded. They would have worked out that whoever had done this would have had to have had the file.

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