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and fire off a few more shots before retreating. Unless I can make it back to the stairwell, I need to move over a few more entryways. It will give me a better line of fire and hopefully catch them off guard.
“How close are you?” I ask before I look around the entryway. There is no sign of map guy, but I see runner behind a row of seats at the balcony holding his arm. I must have managed to land a shot.
“Four sections down.”
That puts him six away since he doesn’t know I moved. “Your guy is on the ground, no sign of mine.”
I feel the touch of cold steel on my neck. “Drop your weapons.”
I do what he says and then raise my hands in the air.
“What are you doing here?”
“You stole my truck.”
“So you were the one stupid enough to steal from Israfil. He has something special in store for you.”
“I don’t do surprises.”
“Oh, but I think you do. Walk.”
I make it a dozen steps before I hear a gurgling noise from behind me. I look over my shoulder and see a sword sticking through Map’s neck. Az pulls the blade back through and the body falls to the floor.
“Thanks for the save.”
“Save it, we need to get out of here fast.” He says, handing me my weapons.
“What about the cases?”
“Unless you plan on taking out a couple dozen demons, they are going to have to stay.”
I don’t like the thought of leaving the cases, but I hate the thought of losing my life more. I bend over and reach into map guy’s pockets and pull out a piece of paper. It is definitely a map of the center, with a bunch of little red circles marked all over. I put the map in my pocket and we high tail it out of the place.
-11-
“Why did we have to leave my car again?” I shift in my seat looking out the rear window of the Impala.
“You like having demons chasing you around?”
“Not particularly.”
“They followed you once. They will do it again. Next time they will make sure they kill you.”
He is right, but I still hate leaving the car. I pull out my phone and see who called earlier.
Nal.
I guess I should see what he was calling about.
“What took you so long? I called you over an hour ago.”
“Had some demon troubles. Find something out?”
“Oh, did we! Your cases were full of some high grade explosives. I’m not sure what your friend has in store, but I’m sure it’s big.”
“I think we may have a clue.” I pull out the map and start looking at the red marks. They are evenly spaced around the center. If I had to guess they are located around the support beams. That means the meeting in in two days is a trap. “Do you have a way to get the word out on the street to avoid the meeting?”
“I can make a few calls.”
“Do what you can. The meeting is a trap.”
An hour later we pull up to my house. Az thought it would be better if we took a more scenic route back, in the off chance that we were being followed.
I open the door and notice Sara slumped over her laptop asleep. I walk up and notice she has a page up with information about Mayor Goldman. He was the unfortunate sucker who was running the city when the Rising hit. Since then, he has been vital to getting things cleaned up and running. They have had some luck getting a few areas up and running, but the battle on the riverfront set him back a bit.
I reach over and run my fingers through her hair. I hate to wake her up, but we only have about 30 hours until the meeting. She jumps slightly, but smiles once she notices it’s me.
“Find anything else on the flash drive?”
“I know the convention center is a trap. They are planning to load the place full of explosives, killing anyone who shows up.”
“They already have the place wired to explode.”
She opens up the file on the drive. The first file is a map showing the locations of the bombs.
I pull out the copy of the map I found and show it to her. Sure enough, the two match up perfectly.
“How close are you?” I ask before I look around the entryway. There is no sign of map guy, but I see runner behind a row of seats at the balcony holding his arm. I must have managed to land a shot.
“Four sections down.”
That puts him six away since he doesn’t know I moved. “Your guy is on the ground, no sign of mine.”
I feel the touch of cold steel on my neck. “Drop your weapons.”
I do what he says and then raise my hands in the air.
“What are you doing here?”
“You stole my truck.”
“So you were the one stupid enough to steal from Israfil. He has something special in store for you.”
“I don’t do surprises.”
“Oh, but I think you do. Walk.”
I make it a dozen steps before I hear a gurgling noise from behind me. I look over my shoulder and see a sword sticking through Map’s neck. Az pulls the blade back through and the body falls to the floor.
“Thanks for the save.”
“Save it, we need to get out of here fast.” He says, handing me my weapons.
“What about the cases?”
“Unless you plan on taking out a couple dozen demons, they are going to have to stay.”
I don’t like the thought of leaving the cases, but I hate the thought of losing my life more. I bend over and reach into map guy’s pockets and pull out a piece of paper. It is definitely a map of the center, with a bunch of little red circles marked all over. I put the map in my pocket and we high tail it out of the place.
-11-
“Why did we have to leave my car again?” I shift in my seat looking out the rear window of the Impala.
“You like having demons chasing you around?”
“Not particularly.”
“They followed you once. They will do it again. Next time they will make sure they kill you.”
He is right, but I still hate leaving the car. I pull out my phone and see who called earlier.
Nal.
I guess I should see what he was calling about.
“What took you so long? I called you over an hour ago.”
“Had some demon troubles. Find something out?”
“Oh, did we! Your cases were full of some high grade explosives. I’m not sure what your friend has in store, but I’m sure it’s big.”
“I think we may have a clue.” I pull out the map and start looking at the red marks. They are evenly spaced around the center. If I had to guess they are located around the support beams. That means the meeting in in two days is a trap. “Do you have a way to get the word out on the street to avoid the meeting?”
“I can make a few calls.”
“Do what you can. The meeting is a trap.”
An hour later we pull up to my house. Az thought it would be better if we took a more scenic route back, in the off chance that we were being followed.
I open the door and notice Sara slumped over her laptop asleep. I walk up and notice she has a page up with information about Mayor Goldman. He was the unfortunate sucker who was running the city when the Rising hit. Since then, he has been vital to getting things cleaned up and running. They have had some luck getting a few areas up and running, but the battle on the riverfront set him back a bit.
I reach over and run my fingers through her hair. I hate to wake her up, but we only have about 30 hours until the meeting. She jumps slightly, but smiles once she notices it’s me.
“Find anything else on the flash drive?”
“I know the convention center is a trap. They are planning to load the place full of explosives, killing anyone who shows up.”
“They already have the place wired to explode.”
She opens up the file on the drive. The first file is a map showing the locations of the bombs.
I pull out the copy of the map I found and show it to her. Sure enough, the two match up perfectly.
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