A Shadow in the Flames (The New Aeneid Cycle) by Munz Michael G

Author:Munz, Michael G. [Munz, Michael G.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Michael G. Munz
Published: 2013-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

XVII

It had taken all of forty-five seconds for Felix to get from the building entry to Marc's door. "Diomedes, Flynn," Felix said, pointing to the two men who entered the apartment behind him, "this is Lifesaver."

Diomedes and Flynn, Marc thought, matching the names with the faces he'd seen last night. His memory jogged, he remembered a few of their details now. Marc smiled and extended his hand. Flynn took it. Diomedes did not.

"Lifesaver?" asked the younger man. Marc wasn't sure if the tone was confirming or confused.

"Actually," Marc replied with a friendly scowl at Felix, "My real name's Marc. People just call me Lifesaver 'cause that's what Felix here keeps introducing me as."

"Well it fits, doesn't it?" Felix grinned.

Marc noticed the larger man was paying little attention to the discussion, looking instead around his living room. Flynn, however, still maintained an interest. Marc pulled out his omnipresent pack of peppermint Lifesavers. "Lifesaver?" he offered. Flynn chuckled but declined after a glance to Diomedes who all but turned his nose up at the offer.

Felix took one, as always, and chuckled. "He always does that."

"No, I always carry them," Marc said. "Most of the time I usually offer them when you introduce me to someone so they don't think I'm some sort of medic."

"Though he does know the right maneuver in case you get one of those suckers stuck in your throat, speaking from experience," Felix added to the freelancers.

"This isn't why we're here," Diomedes told Felix.

"Ah, yes. Always keeping us on track, Diomedes is. I'm afraid I do have a bit of a favor to ask. I hope you're not too busy with. . . other things?"

"Tonight, no. Last night, yes. In fact I was up so late that I just woke up another hour ago, so you've got me fresh." Marc ushered them inside. "What is it you want, exactly?"

"What was last night?" Felix asked as they moved to have a seat.

"Oh, you know, work and such."

Fruitless work as it happened. He'd kept his search going into early morning, growing more certain with every passing hour that he wouldn't find his target, yet still hanging onto the hope of chance. He had finally gone to bed as the sun rose. After he woke, he heard that the illusive man from ESA had been spotted boarding a plane out of the country. Whatever business he'd come to do, he'd most likely done already. Surely efforts were already underway to learn just what that was. Marc wondered what the chance might be that Felix would have seen or heard anything useful.

They moved into the main room. "Pardon the mess." Marc took a seat at the computer by one of the windows and turned the chair to the rest of them. Flynn found a clear spot on one end of the sofa as Diomedes continued to stand and looked out the window at the street four stories below. Felix moved to the other end of the sofa and picked up some hardcopies that were lying on the cushion.

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