Mercury Out Cold (Mercury Hale, #3.2) by Steve Rzasa

Author:Steve Rzasa
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: portal, portals, urban fantasy, adventure, superhero, superheroes, supernatural
Publisher: Steve Rzasa
Published: 2020-10-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

My first thought, after the haze cleared out, was, We’d better get out of here before the police show up.

My second thought? Edie! Is she okay?

Third? Alvarez is gonna kill us if Brandon doesn’t.

Dominic helped me up. We were slathered head to foot in so much dirt we’d have no problem camou-flaging ourselves if we went traipsing across the plains. Neither of us was up for the hike.

“You good?” My voice rasped like I’d spent way too long shouting in a nightclub. Or a coffee bar-slash-dance hall. Which was really where I would have rather been.

“Passable.” Dominic swayed. I held his arm, but he shook free. “I’ll be fine.”

“Come on. Edie.”

His eyes widened and he took off, though with a limp whereas before he’d hit a smooth stride.

Antiques were strewn about the sunbaked earth. The dusty, worn treasures and trinkets we had passed in a blur before the fight were reduced to debris. I hoped Procyon hadn’t spent too much out of their Operations budget to stock the place.

More importantly, I hoped they had backups for the sensitive tachyon array Tyrone Thomas was swooning over. But as I waded through the wreckage, I couldn’t help but notice the lack of advanced electronics. Plenty of wiring befitting an old building.

Dominic lifted a wood beam aside. “Where is this tachyon array?”

“Great minds.” I lifted a door that had been shattered in two. There was a heap of rubble to our left—the secret office, maybe. “Over here.”

The debris shifted. A hiking boot slammed through. Edie shouldered the rest of the debris blocking her way. Aside from scrapes atop her shoulders and a bruise on her face, she looked unscathed. Which was great, considering how scathed I felt.

“Good try, but not good enough.” She dusted herself off and slipped a backpack over her shoulders. Big old hiking bag, with patched holes. “Ready?”

“Ready for what?” I indicated the ruined store. “Don’t you have sensitive information we need to gather up? Electronics that need to be dismantled?”

Smoke drifted from the crumpled metal box behind her. The whole office was armored, turned out, which explained why it hadn’t blown apart when Brandon smashed through the building. “Molten slag in forty-five seconds,” Edie said. “We’d better get to Drake City, though, if we’re going to regroup.”

“I’m sorry.” Dominic held up his hand. “But Manager Alvarez at HQ would insist we ensure that the tachyon array is either secure or destroyed before we depart.”

Sirens wailed from downtown Winnemucca. A fire engine’s klaxon blared. “Yeah, and preferably fast,” I said.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s been called a tachyon array for operational security but trust me, it’s safe.” She stepped over the rubble of her outpost like she was treading through cow pies. Even kicked aside a broken set of porcelain dishes. So ... I didn’t think she was attached to the contents of her store.

“Again, I’ll need proof of that before we escape.”

Edie put her hands on her hips. The way her biceps tensed, I didn’t think Dominic understood the full ramifications of irking that lady.

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