Silver Cane Chronicles by James David Victor

Author:James David Victor [Victor, James David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fairfield Publishing

Silver contacted Skraf at Gov central, in no mood for pleasantries.

“What can I do for you, Chief,” Skraf asked, not looking up from his work.

“You can stop interfering with my department. You sent that trainee to interview Coris. The old devil just destroyed agent Neon. He should never have been released from training.”

Skraf’s hologram looked at Silver. He was displayed actual size and Silver was practically nose to nose with the bureaucrat. “I didn’t release him, but I will find out who did. Is there anything else?”

“Do the specialists on the re-education facility know how dangerous Coris is?”

“Let them do their job. They know what they’re doing.”

“Just make sure.”

“I’ll take it up with the president at our next meeting. Good bye, Chief.”

The holographic image of Skraf shrank away. Silver felt a flush of heat rush through her body, frustration at Neon’s sudden appointment, frustration at Coris’ cocksure attitude, frustration at her lack of resources and at her appointment as Chief. She was a field agent, not a desk jockey.

Ordering a pitcher of cold sparkling water, Silver also sent an instruction to her suit to lower its temperature a few degrees and cool her down a little. She did it almost without thinking, an autonomic response. She was so used to her suit that it was practically part of her. Then she realized she still hadn’t surrendered it and adopted the more formal office wear expected of a police chief. Perhaps she would begin a new standard, Chiefs to be equipped with tac suits. She was chief now, she could write it into the terms for the next incoming chief. She hoped that it would be sooner rather than later so she could return to the work she was best at, her work as a field agent.

Agent Carbon appeared on the holostage. “Approaching the facility now, Chief,” Carbon reported. “How is that rookie getting on?”

Silver checked the location of Neon. He was well on his way to the Defender. “The rookie has concluded his interrogation,” Silver said diplomatically. She didn’t rate Neon as an agent, he was also a poor trainee, but there was no need to prejudice the opinion of the rest of the agent core.

“Did he get his little green butt kicked?” Carbon asked. The old agent was slow in his investigations, but he had a quick wit.

“I don’t think he was as effective as he hoped to be,” Silver conceded. “As you are there, agent Carbon,” Silver went on, “do you think you might like to take a crack at our old friend Coris? Maybe he’ll tell you who’s out there bombing SV servers.”

“I can ask.” Carbon sat forward in his chair, a quiet confidence noticeable in his bearing.

“See what you can do, but don’t take too long. I need you in the field.”

The holographic image suddenly disappeared. Silver didn’t think Carbon would end the call so abruptly. It wasn’t his style at all. Silver instructed the holostage to re-establish the connection to Carbon’s cruiser. A message appeared informing her that the connection was unavailable.

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