I Only Killed Him Once by Adam Christopher

Author:Adam Christopher
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Titan Books

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I walked down one corridor and then another and there was nothing much of interest in either. I didn’t know where I was and I was pretty keen to find out and I was ready to do some of that old-fashioned detective work to do so but no clues were offering themselves up. What I needed was either the front door or a telephone. Hell, even the back door. Maybe I’d even locate a person or two I could ask a couple of questions. Before or after I had cracked their heads, I hadn’t yet decided.

I kept going. More concrete corridors. More darkness. More silence. Then I turned a corner and came to a door. It was smaller and far less substantial than the one I had just gotten past but like that one and every other surface in this building it was painted a dull military gray. I even switched my optics back to visible light to check. When I switched back to infrared the handle flared in my filters and when I looked away to let them compensate I was left with a trail like a comet in the middle of my vision.

I tried the door. It was unlocked. I took that to be a promising development in the mystery and what else I took to be promising was the sound of a telephone ringing. It came from behind the very door I was staring at so I wasted no time in opening it.

Maybe Ada wasn’t compromised. Maybe she was fine and the office was where it should be.

Which meant it was me who had been compromised. I’d been grabbed and dumped here. My memory tape had run out and my captors had come up with the bypass to keep me going just long enough for . . . well, for whatever they wanted me for.

Beyond the door was a square room with a low ceiling and the room was filled with boxes and dust and the sound of the telephone’s bell. As I looked around something flashed and flared in my optics bright enough for me to take a step back into the hallway and take pause. I had to cycle through a few more filters and adjust the voltage for the afterimage to clear and when it did I stepped back inside and I saw that I was facing a wall lined with mirrors set above some kind of bench.

The telephone was ringing in the corner and when I got to it I saw it was covered in as much dust as the rest of the place. If I didn’t know better, I would have said I’d just walked into the dressing room of a theater. That didn’t do much to narrow my location down. Los Angeles was a big town and there were probably quite a number of joints like this one.

But it was a start.

I picked up the phone and there was a click in my audio receptor and for a second I heard the ocean, far away.

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