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someone would need to make the choices of the Privileged as risky as possible.” Deni pointed out.
“Or find some way to limit an individual’s wealth and power,” Hanna said.
Valerie stared off into nothing before nodding. “I guess I am. It would take someone a lot smarter than me to work out how. It’s a question that’s haunted humanity for thousands of years with no answer.”
Hanna’s smile was impish. “I’ll work on it.”
CHAPTER SIX
“Alright, I’m here, Sneaker,” Valerie said as she walked into the Dawning Sun, her hair still wet from the shower. “What was so urgent, I had to get back from my run in such a rush?”
The tall, blond, dark-skinned man turned from where he stood chatting to Frank at the bar. Hanna and Deni were both sitting on stools next to him.
“An old friend of mine just got into town and we need to go and see him. Come on, my car’s out back.” The two girls hopped off their stools and followed him as he headed to the back door. Evidentially they knew what was going on and as no one saw fit to tell Valerie, she rolled her eyes, shrugged and followed.
Despite earning quite a lot of money from leading the gang, Sneaker never changed his battered old wheelie. The rundown silver car with its worn seats, sat in the small yard at the back of the building, next to Rush’s black, much sleeker vehicle. Sneaker preferred his low-key approach. While Valerie would much prefer he drove something better defensively, she saw the sense in using an inconspicuous wheelie.
It didn’t stop her from unclipping her holsters from her thighs and setting them under her arms. They would be easier to draw while sitting. Valerie waited until they were all in the car and Sneaker pulled them out into the street, before asking the question.
“So who’s your friend and why are we going to see him?”
“As I’m sure you know, it’s pretty rare us Manuals leave Blaze.” Sneaker said with a glance in the back to show he said it for the girls benefit. Valerie had a very good idea they knew this and would have responded with a rolling of their eyes to his back as a bare minimum.
“And?” Valerie prompted.
“So there are actually very few specialists in the art of inter-system passports and ID’s. My friend is one of a select few who has that particular skill-set on Blaze. He’s in town for a only a few days. Trust me, Scribe is the guy you need, if you want the credentials to get onto Olympus.”
“Sounds good, but what’s the rush?”
“Scribe moves around a lot, partly because his unique services are needed all over the planet by only a few people, but mainly as he is also one of a handful of people actively hunted by the Blaze PD. For some reason, they don’t like the idea of us Manuals being able to move around freely without their say-so.”
“Why am I not surprised?” Hanna asked rhetorically from the back.
Sitting back Valerie relaxed as much as she was able. Traffic was fairly light and Sneaker drove well as he cut from one side street to another. The car did have a screen showing the view from behind. Valerie kept an eye on it in case anyone was tailing them. It was more by reflex than an actual worry.
The streets all looked the same, no matter how far they went. It was the same grey permacrete buildings and roads. All differentiating one from another were the names on the streets or over shops and businesses. Eventually they pulled into a small warehouse, set in the bottom few levels of the standard Ghetto forty storey building.
Two Enforcers stood at the entrance of the open loading dock, their weapons were clearly visible. Valerie stepped out of the car first and moved around it, so there was nothing to get in her way if she needed to defend Sneaker and the others. They waited in the car until she was in position before joining her. Scribe may be a friend, but in their world and,
“Or find some way to limit an individual’s wealth and power,” Hanna said.
Valerie stared off into nothing before nodding. “I guess I am. It would take someone a lot smarter than me to work out how. It’s a question that’s haunted humanity for thousands of years with no answer.”
Hanna’s smile was impish. “I’ll work on it.”
CHAPTER SIX
“Alright, I’m here, Sneaker,” Valerie said as she walked into the Dawning Sun, her hair still wet from the shower. “What was so urgent, I had to get back from my run in such a rush?”
The tall, blond, dark-skinned man turned from where he stood chatting to Frank at the bar. Hanna and Deni were both sitting on stools next to him.
“An old friend of mine just got into town and we need to go and see him. Come on, my car’s out back.” The two girls hopped off their stools and followed him as he headed to the back door. Evidentially they knew what was going on and as no one saw fit to tell Valerie, she rolled her eyes, shrugged and followed.
Despite earning quite a lot of money from leading the gang, Sneaker never changed his battered old wheelie. The rundown silver car with its worn seats, sat in the small yard at the back of the building, next to Rush’s black, much sleeker vehicle. Sneaker preferred his low-key approach. While Valerie would much prefer he drove something better defensively, she saw the sense in using an inconspicuous wheelie.
It didn’t stop her from unclipping her holsters from her thighs and setting them under her arms. They would be easier to draw while sitting. Valerie waited until they were all in the car and Sneaker pulled them out into the street, before asking the question.
“So who’s your friend and why are we going to see him?”
“As I’m sure you know, it’s pretty rare us Manuals leave Blaze.” Sneaker said with a glance in the back to show he said it for the girls benefit. Valerie had a very good idea they knew this and would have responded with a rolling of their eyes to his back as a bare minimum.
“And?” Valerie prompted.
“So there are actually very few specialists in the art of inter-system passports and ID’s. My friend is one of a select few who has that particular skill-set on Blaze. He’s in town for a only a few days. Trust me, Scribe is the guy you need, if you want the credentials to get onto Olympus.”
“Sounds good, but what’s the rush?”
“Scribe moves around a lot, partly because his unique services are needed all over the planet by only a few people, but mainly as he is also one of a handful of people actively hunted by the Blaze PD. For some reason, they don’t like the idea of us Manuals being able to move around freely without their say-so.”
“Why am I not surprised?” Hanna asked rhetorically from the back.
Sitting back Valerie relaxed as much as she was able. Traffic was fairly light and Sneaker drove well as he cut from one side street to another. The car did have a screen showing the view from behind. Valerie kept an eye on it in case anyone was tailing them. It was more by reflex than an actual worry.
The streets all looked the same, no matter how far they went. It was the same grey permacrete buildings and roads. All differentiating one from another were the names on the streets or over shops and businesses. Eventually they pulled into a small warehouse, set in the bottom few levels of the standard Ghetto forty storey building.
Two Enforcers stood at the entrance of the open loading dock, their weapons were clearly visible. Valerie stepped out of the car first and moved around it, so there was nothing to get in her way if she needed to defend Sneaker and the others. They waited in the car until she was in position before joining her. Scribe may be a friend, but in their world and,
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