Fire with Fire by Candice Fox

Author:Candice Fox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tor Publishing Group

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Surge had his big, hairy arm slung around Binchley’s shoulders when Lamb returned to the tiny kitchen. Binchley’s wrists were unbound, and he was tapping at the keys, his brow sunk so low Lamb was surprised he could see the screen through his golden eyebrows.

“I’m telling you, it’s not as easy as you’re making out,” Binchley was grumbling. “I can’t just set a geolocator and pick up every image that was taken that day, in that time period, in that area. Nobody can do that. I’d have to break into each social media server individually and search for what’s there.”

“So do that.” Surge shrugged.

“You want me to break into Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.” Binchley turned to him. The two men were nose to nose. “In a day.”

“In an hour, ideally,” Surge said.

“You’re kidding yourself. You’re all kidding yourselves,” Binchley sneered. “What you’re asking is impossible. And I’m not gonna do anything while you’re sitting here with your arm around me like we’re on a fucking date.”

“I’m just sitting close so I can make sure you don’t do any of your special little tappity-tap-taps and call for help on this thing.” Surge flicked his fingers at the laptop. “Not that you’d have anybody to call. But still.”

“I can’t focus,” Binchley said. “You’re breathing on me.”

“Just forget I’m even here.” Surge snuggled in closer.

“Get off me, man!”

“Surge,” Lamb called.

The big man picked up his coffee and eased himself up from the narrow bench seat. The whole trailer rocked noticeably. He went to the curtain leading to the bedroom, and Lamb pointed to the limited view of Charlie’s bare feet sitting still motionless on the ragged carpet at the foot of the bed.

“I think he’s asleep.”

“Leave him alone,” Surge said. “He can have an hour. It won’t kill us.”

Lamb hesitated. Charlie’s story in the bathroom had made all the hairs on her body stand on end. She felt an unfamiliar, calm violence stirring in her chest. It was as if a new power had been unlocked. A killer ability making itself known, machine parts clanking and clacking to life.

“You said you had guns.” She turned to Surge. “When you arrived here. You said you had guns and food and supplies in the bag.”

“Yeah. I’ve got Pop-Tarts. You like Pop-Tarts?”

“I want a gun,” she said.

“Hmm, did Hoss say you could have a gun?” Surge asked, looking at her over the rim of his coffee mug.

“I’m qualified to use one.” Lamb shrugged. “I got ninety-five percent in my marksmanship exam at the academy.”

“That’s not what I asked, Lambert, you cheeky, murderous little pickle.”

“Surge.”

“What do you want it for?”

“To protect my partner,” Lamb said. She looked up at the big man towering over her and casting a huge shadow across the entire kitchen area from the tiny lights embedded in the ceiling. “And to get the fuckers who messed with him and put them in jail. I’m not going to be able to do those things without a gun.”

Surge’s smile was huge. “I love your attitude, Lamb,” he said.

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