ARIA by Geoff Nelder

Author:Geoff Nelder [Nelder, Geoff]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
Publisher: LL-Publications
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

BEING ONLY A LOW BUILDING, the roof wasn’t difficult to get at with the ladder he’d stolen earlier. The skylight levered open with the aid of a crowbar he’d found in the pickup. The first real problem came when he looked down. Plan A was to pull the ladder up and manipulate it over the roof and through the skylight, but then it would have to be put into reverse, slowing any necessary quick getaway. He couldn’t be bothered with all that. Only one floor height—four metres. Easy. The flashlight picked out boxes beneath. Better if they were mattresses, but he wasn’t breaking into a motel, was he?

By hanging by his fingers he saved at least two metres of the drop. However, his trembling fingers worried himself into changing his mind about getting the ladder. Better than broken legs. But it was too late, he lacked the strength to pull himself back up and time slipped by.

The boxes cushioned his fall, but the breaking glass made a noise like a Saturn rocket taking off. He hoped he hadn’t just smashed the very insulin he’d come for. His jeans had protected his skin from serious lacerations, so he fished the flashlight out of the knapsack he had over his shoulder. He went first to the light switches just in case emergency backup electricity was available. No.

This was more of a bottling plant than a laboratory. Manuel jogged up and down aisles. Bottles he ignored since the Humulin would be past their use-by date with no refrigeration. On the other hand, if he couldn’t find the neo-Humulin patches, he’d look again for phials since he doubted the ambient temperature in the building had risen above fifty for a month. The patches should have been kept in flat boxes in the refrigerated store. He found the store. The door gaped at him and his flashlight picked out opened cold storage cupboards and some boxes on the floor. It meant the place had been raided after all. Though only partially, judging by the many full boxes of patches and tablets. Maybe some responsible worker arranged for the lorry to block the door to stop further thefts. Or a local gang leader did it, intending to return for the rest later. With luck, his amnesia meant he wouldn’t be back in the next half hour or so.

In desperation, Manuel rummaged through boxes, wishing he had a headband light. He found patches for every ailment he could think of. Smoking, appetite suppressants, heart conditions, cholesterol reduction, high blood pressure, low blood pressure, depression, and many others. So many, he formed a hypothesis that all the patches had the same ingredient just different labels. Suppose he had broken into the main placebo drug manufacturer. At last he found some boxes of neo-Humulin patches. Knowing they were slow release, he looked for at least one phial of Humulin to inject into Jat straight away. In a large walk-in fridge, he finally found some and bagged them too. All he had to do now was to escape.

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