The Singularity Rising: Fate: The Singularity Series 67 by David Beers

Author:David Beers [Beers, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-10-25T21:00:00+00:00

“This is where Caesar grew up?” Nome asked.

“Born and raised,” Jerry said.

“And this is where everything happened, at the end?”

Jerry nodded. The building looked nothing like it had when Caesar lived in it.

“So what are we doing here? You still strolling down memory lane?”

Jerry ignored him. He wanted to understand what the building was now; no one walked through the lobby, but clearly people used this place. Dirty and broken, Jerry still saw human detritus. Food wrappers. Needles—though how long had it been since he’d seen those? The Genesis didn’t use needles, not like humans did, at least.

“Hey,” Nome said. “I need you to pay attention. We don’t have a lot of time.”

Jerry didn’t look to him as he spoke. “There used to be connections to The Genesis built into these buildings. I want to find one and put Julius on it. They were called syncs.”

“Well, where are they?”

“Come on,” Jerry said. He pushed the current environment from his mind; he hadn’t come here to understand the human condition. He came to help this man and his pet boy.

“You need to be careful, Jerry,” Grace said in his ear. She’d been quiet on the train and since they exited, but he figured she was probably canvassing the city. “This place is a drug den. Do you know what that is?”

Jerry smiled.

“Drug dens are as old as people, Grace,” he said, his voice not able to whisper as hers, allowing Nome to hear.

“People are inside this place. Not in every room, but a lot of places, and they look dangerous.”

“What’s she saying?” Nome asked.

“There are unsavory characters living in these quarters,” Jerry said, not slowing his walk. “Elevators still work?”

“Yes,” Grace answered, speaking louder. “The ones here do, at least; I’m not sure about the rest of the buildings.”

Jerry reached the elevator and stared at it. “Back to buttons, I see.” The elevators, under The Genesis, had recognized your entrance. Out of everything he’d seen in this city, though, buttons on elevators were the least of their worries.

They climbed on. “What floor, Grace?”

“Eighth is probably the least populated.”

The elevator rose, clanking metal echoes sounding off every few seconds. Jerry looked to Nome and smiled. “Not much for repairs, are they?”

Nome stared straight forward.

“You shouldn’t have done that outside,” Grace whispered.

Jerry knew she was right, but then again, he didn’t care. The man was a callous prick, and coming from Jerry, that was a serious assessment.

The elevator door opened.

“Least populated?” Nome asked.

A man stood against the wall. Jerry calculated as much as he could about him. Six-two, hundred and thirty pounds. He held a crude looking shiv in his hand, both his eyes and hair looked wild—as if they grew from the same well of insanity.

“Give me your clothes,” the man said. His words shot out like tiny razor blades, each slicing the air they moved through.

Jerry watched as Nome slowly pushed Julius to the back of the elevator and stepped in front of him.

“GIVE ME!” he shouted.

Jerry stepped forward, leaving Nome in the elevator.

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