Squaring the Circle by B. K. Brain

Author:B. K. Brain [Brain, B. K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-28T16:00:00+00:00

7

David snatched the pistol off the floor, passed it to Cathleen.

She looked it over, checked the safety, aimed it down at the floor. “What do you want me to do with this?”

“I need you to keep watch. If you see him, don’t hesitate. You put that bastard down.”

Cathleen said, “David, I don’t know…”

“You’re stronger than you think you are.”

“No,” she whispered. “Really. I’m not.”

He grinned. “I’m so glad you agreed to come. I mean - I’m sorry - but I’m also glad…You know what I mean.”

She wrinkled her nose. “Whatever it is you need to do, you’d better do it. Otherwise, I might decide to shoot you.”

“Okay, okay. I have to find the others.”

“Don’t take too long. I’m serious.”

“I won’t. Promise.” David headed for the north hall.

He didn’t know where the two men had gone, or what trouble they might’ve gotten into. He only knew the desperation that motivated them, because he felt it too.

They were hopelessly stuck in ‘get the hell out, no matter what’ mode, a dangerous attitude for a place like this. They couldn’t afford mistakes, not now. And getting them to listen, to slow down and think about their actions, might be a lost cause at this point.

Even so, David had to try.

He found the men at the opposite control room doorway. They stood gazing into a spiraling vortex identical to the wormhole that tried to swallow him at the other entrance. It seemed the doctor had all his bases covered. He was one sly, genius of a jerk.

Doug went back to tapping at a cell phone, still trying to find a signal. He raised it above his head, all the way up to arm’s length. He craned his neck staring at the screen for a few seconds, then said, “Damn.”

Steve, the moron, held out a dust mop, preparing to shove it into the anomaly.

David blocked his path. “What the hell are you doing?”

Steve growled. “Get out of my way. I’m gonna see where this thing goes.”

“You’re going to get yourself killed.”

“At least I’m doing something.”

David stood his ground. “We’ll figure this out. We just need to-”

Steve stabbed the broom handle within an inch of David’s nose. “You’d better step off before you get hurt, Dave.” The boss-employee archetype apparently lost its value the moment panic set in.

“Fine. Do whatever you want.” He walked away shaking his head.

He could’ve stayed, probably should’ve, but there wasn’t time for stupidity. Sam was coming back and David planned to be long gone before he arrived.

He made his way back to the bright corridor, the one that led to the main entrance, looking for anything they might’ve missed.

A hundred feet of slick, reflective tile, six across and ten high. Central air vents every twenty feet or so, at the ceiling and nowhere near big enough for a person to crawl into.

With the lab that far behind David knew there had to be more rooms to the left and right of these walls, rooms he hadn’t yet seen. Offices with windows would’ve been a welcome sight.

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