The Osiris Contingency (Genetics Chronicles Book 2) by Virginia Soenksen

Author:Virginia Soenksen [Soenksen, Virginia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: assassin, cyberpunk, mutants, Genetic modification, Sci-fi, Dystopian
Publisher: Milford House Press
Published: 2019-05-19T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

Like Chinatown, Whitechapel had never bowed to governmental authority. Surveillance cameras still lined the wide, irregularly-paved streets just like any other district, but most of the government-issued ones had been disabled, replaced by black market camera meant to help civilians keep an eye out for the authorities rather than the other way around. Neon signs and projections promising pleasure, pain, and everything in between masked the pocked, crumbling exteriors of buildings, while tented vendors filled the streets with the smell of cooking spices and remixes of old Bangladeshi dance hits. Patrons filled every inch of space between it all, most sporting the outrageous, street-punk fashions favored by mods.

Liane crouched on the edge of a building, peering through the lens of her facemask as she drank in the chaotic sights. From her right, Owen asked, “First time?”

She shook her head. “I’ve been here before. Not on missions, though; Damian always the crimes committed here weren’t worth our attention.”

“That seems to have shifted. Agents have been spotted here on at least three occasions,” Owen noted, loading the last of his guns and standing to walk along the edge of the building. The group of mods, all armed and outfitted with fatigues, followed him, as did Liane. The rooftops were silent and dark as they leaped from building to building. Owen stopped them, turning down a side street. It was quieter here, but bright lights flashed behind the boarded-up buildings of one warehouse. Liane leaned out over the edge and spotted the messily spray-painted words Neverland on the side of the warehouse.

Owen moved alongside Liane, looking at the building as he said, “That’s the potential target.”

“Why would Agents care about a sim factory?” Liane wondered aloud. “Simulated reality lets mods live out fantasies; it keeps them in check.”

Owen smiled. “Not if the sims being manufactured are ones that focus on hunting and killing Agents.”

Liane let out a soft sigh. “Oh, they can’t be that stupid…”

“They were. I warned them of the risk,” Owen shifted to get more comfortable. “Still, if we can help them tonight, it will mean more recruits for Black Sun.”

Liane frowned at that, wondering if that the possibility of new recruits was the only reason they were there. Pushing herself up, she muttered, “I’ll check the perimeter.”

Owen didn’t even look at her as he instructed, “Keep your com live.”

She moved away from the group, leaping down onto the rooftop of an adjacent building. As she walked along the damp, gritty pavement strewn with discarded needles and empty cans, the com in her ear crackled and Owen’s voice echoed through her head, “Stay hidden and don’t go far; we know the Agents will be here soon.”

“Right,” Liane murmured, getting a running start before leaping up onto the fire escape of the next building. She climbed to the top, leaping across the alley and tucking into a roll to break her fall on the rooftop next to the warehouse. As the light and music faded into background noise, she walked along the roof listening for any signs of Agents.

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