Fixer (Darkside Seattle) by L.E. French

Author:L.E. French [French, L.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: female protagonist, Psychological, cyberpunk, corporations
Publisher: Clockwork Dragon
Published: 2017-06-19T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Marie groaned, waking me on Sunday morning. “Too early,” she grumbled.

“For what?” I kept my eyes closed and brushed my nose against Marie’s neck. I spooned her, my arms wrapped around her. Her fierce warmth blazed against my bare skin.

“For Jay. He’s got your trains. Wants to know when to meet.”

I cracked an eye open to check the time in my visual display—8:34am. We’d slept in. “After lunch. Call it one in the afternoon. Get a message to Figueroa’s office to set up a meeting for me as soon as possible. I’ll get breakfast.” Slipping out of the covers, I found my robe in a pile on the floor.

With a sigh, Marie rolled onto her back and watched me slip into the robe. “How long after the meeting with Figueroa until the B&E project is done?”

“Depends on the speed of the votes. Could be a day, could be a month. I wouldn’t expect longer than that, though. My guess is by Friday.”

“I’ll have my replacement come in tomorrow so he can get the hang of the job.”

“You don’t want to run some interviews or anything?”

Marie waved me off. “I hired someone three months ago. He’s been handling secondary matters and is already up to speed on Jay. I’ll spend a day or two helping him find the groove, then I’m going to lounge about and eat bonbons until you’re ready to get me knocked up.”

I laughed as I crossed the room to our small kitchen to fetch pastries and juice.

“Jay confirms he’ll be there.” She batted her eyelashes at me as I brought a plate to bed. “Whatever shall we do until you have to go?”

“We can probably think of something.” I swiped my finger through sweetened cream cheese on a danish and smeared it across her lips. She licked my finger. “Thank you for last night. I think I can face Ross tomorrow, and that’s because of you.”

“Maybe you should leave the blood on your shoe and wear those heels.”

“I love you, woman.”

Hours later, I landed my car next to Jay’s nondescript gray sedan with the jammer active. He hopped out of his car with a brown paper bag and slid into the passenger seat of mine.

Flashing me a brilliant grin, he handed me a paper bag. “Model is handmade and functional, chocolate is Swiss. As promised. Your BowerTech op is set to run tomorrow night. I’ve got a location to stash the meat assets until you’re ready to transfer them. The tech assets will be delivered Tuesday morning. Preliminary estimate says it’ll take four vans. Which facility do you want them sent to?”

“Seatac. Prep to move the meat on Thursday. That’ll give a full day to arrange the lab with the acquired tech before they’re brought in. You have my permission to tap one if needed to keep the others in line.” By the time Dad returned from his trip, the whole BowerTech situation would be taken care of.

“Yes, ma’am. I’ll make sure the operatives know that. You need anything else?”

I thought about asking him for a quote on hitting Ross.

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