The Murderer's Memories by T. S. Nichols

The Murderer's Memories by T. S. Nichols

Author:T. S. Nichols [Nichols, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2019-06-04T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter 17

TWO DAYS AND SEVENTEEN HOURS UNTIL THE SECOND BOMBING

Fergus had agreed to help, and to Cole’s surprise, he attached no conditions. He told Dr. Tyson that he and the Company would do whatever it took to stop the next terrorist attack. Initially, Fergus demanded that Cole come alone. Dr. Tyson refused. She knew they needed the Company’s help, but that didn’t mean she trusted Fergus any more than Cole did. So the two of them were sitting in the back of a windowless SUV, blind to the world outside, being driven to the compound where the Company would perform the procedure. Dr. Tyson had suggested performing the procedure at a regular hospital, but Fergus said that wasn’t possible. The equipment they needed was at the compound. Dr. Tyson wasn’t sure if the equipment was immovable or if Fergus was simply worried it would be confiscated once the procedure was over. Despite Fergus’s willingness to help, he clearly didn’t trust Cole or Dr. Tyson very much either.

Cole marveled at the interior of the SUV. They sat in cushioned, fully reclining leather seats, with heating and massage options. A fully stocked refrigerator was in one corner, though there was a sign on the door recommending that people scheduled for a memory transfer avoid alcohol for at least forty-eight hours before the procedure. For them, the refrigerator had high-end water in thick glass bottles and exotic fruit juices. A television screen took up most of the back wall and speakers were inlaid across the ceiling and floor. Cole couldn’t see any door handles on the inside of the vehicle, but still, the tiny area was nicer than any hotel room he had ever been in. Even with more than a dozen people’s memories in his head, he couldn’t remember anything like it.

“So this is how the other half lives,” Cole said as he gazed around at all the amenities. “I guess when you’re paying millions of dollars for a product, you get the pampering thrown in for free.” Dr. Tyson didn’t say a word. “Of course, it could also just be a distraction meant to keep people from trying to figure out the direction that they’re going. It wouldn’t matter, though. I’m sure we’re not traveling a direct route anyway.”

Cole was doing his best not to think about what he was going to do. Part of him wished that Dr. Tyson had let him make the trip alone. If he were alone, he could use these moments to remember more of Ivan’s memories, to give them at least a portion of the sendoff that Cole thought they deserved. But he felt like doing so in front of Dr. Tyson would somehow prove everything she’d said about him was true. If she was right about his addiction to Ivan’s memories, then maybe she was right too about how he’d slowly buried himself beneath other people’s memories until barely any of him was left. He had heard those accusations before but not from her, not from the person who knew him the best.



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