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was stupid. I knew I wasn 't going to be able to catch the senator on foot but with having no other option, I couldn't stop the compulsion of at least moving in the right direction.
I 'd taken only three steps before I found myself dangling over Cormac's shoulder as we both retreated from the border.
I tried to punch him in the kidneys but it didn 't even slow him as the jerk still talked on the phone. "No, keep looking. It's in there. Ow! That hurt," he said, as I grabbed a fistful of his hair. "No, I'm not talking to you. Just keep looking."
"What are you doing?" I demanded. I took another shot at his back.
"Okay, now look at line six. You've got to undo that," he said, ignoring the blows I rained upon him.
He dropped me onto the ground about twenty feet away, just as I got a good bite at his left tricep.
"Don't move," he said.
Ignoring him, I both stood and moved. When I moved right, so did he. Same thing when I went left.
"It's done? Good." He shoved his phone back in his pocket and then stepped out of my way.
"You better tell me what is going on right now, partner ." I squinted my eyes and took the most threatening pose I could.
"I 'd prefer not to," he responded, unfazed by my scary posture. He strolled back to the car and leaned against it.
"Tell me anyway," I said as I followed him.
"We should talk about this on the way back."
I crossed my arms and shook my head. "Tell me now."
"You're not going to like it." He grimaced a little. "Remember the first contract you signed?"
"Yes," I said as I thought back to it. "It only stated that I couldn 't repeat anything."
"But I told you that you couldn 't leave the area."
I shook my head. "That wasn 't on the contract. I remember every line. It was only about repeating things."
"Just because you didn 't see it, doesn't mean it wasn't on there. I told you specifically that you couldn't leave the area." He said it in a manner that laid the blame for this mishap on me. "The state line served as the boundary."
"What would have happened if I 'd have crossed the border into California?" I took a couple steps in that direction to accent my point and because I was getting so angry it was hard to stand still.
He rubbed he shadow on his jaw. "It would 've been pretty painful."
"Would it have killed me?"
"No, it just would've hurt like hell."
I marched up to him, mad as hell and letting it show in every step I took. "I want those papers destroyed when we get back ." I shoved his shoulder. Or tried, it didn't actually budge him.
"Not all things are reversible."
"What's that mean?"
"It means that some of the things can 't be taken back."
"Just how screwed am I?"
"Don't talk to humans and alls good. For the most part."
"I wan t everything that can be undone destroyed by today."
He nodded. "Done. I will undo everything I can."
He turned and opened the car door for me and waited for me to get in. I paused by the door, and thought that he 'd relented to easily.
"I 'll do it," he said again.
I nodded and got in the car. We started to drive back, the senator long gone.
Now that the chase was over, Rick 's image floated into my head again. When someone says that something is burned into their brain, it's not far from the truth. The mind isn't like a computer, with a fixed anatomy, but changes throughout our life. Seeing Rick die today had changed a part of my brain. That image would be with me forever.
"If we are going to take this thing down, we need to know what it is," I said with a new conviction.
"Agreed."
"We need information, and the only place I've heard of there being records is with the wolves. We need it."
"They aren 't going to just hand it over."
"Then we take it."
Chapter Six
"Sure you 're ready?" Cormac asked as he eyed my sneakers. He had told me to wear hiking boots but I drew the line at tennis shoes.
"Cormac, how many times are you going to ask me that?" I went on the offensive before he
I 'd taken only three steps before I found myself dangling over Cormac's shoulder as we both retreated from the border.
I tried to punch him in the kidneys but it didn 't even slow him as the jerk still talked on the phone. "No, keep looking. It's in there. Ow! That hurt," he said, as I grabbed a fistful of his hair. "No, I'm not talking to you. Just keep looking."
"What are you doing?" I demanded. I took another shot at his back.
"Okay, now look at line six. You've got to undo that," he said, ignoring the blows I rained upon him.
He dropped me onto the ground about twenty feet away, just as I got a good bite at his left tricep.
"Don't move," he said.
Ignoring him, I both stood and moved. When I moved right, so did he. Same thing when I went left.
"It's done? Good." He shoved his phone back in his pocket and then stepped out of my way.
"You better tell me what is going on right now, partner ." I squinted my eyes and took the most threatening pose I could.
"I 'd prefer not to," he responded, unfazed by my scary posture. He strolled back to the car and leaned against it.
"Tell me anyway," I said as I followed him.
"We should talk about this on the way back."
I crossed my arms and shook my head. "Tell me now."
"You're not going to like it." He grimaced a little. "Remember the first contract you signed?"
"Yes," I said as I thought back to it. "It only stated that I couldn 't repeat anything."
"But I told you that you couldn 't leave the area."
I shook my head. "That wasn 't on the contract. I remember every line. It was only about repeating things."
"Just because you didn 't see it, doesn't mean it wasn't on there. I told you specifically that you couldn't leave the area." He said it in a manner that laid the blame for this mishap on me. "The state line served as the boundary."
"What would have happened if I 'd have crossed the border into California?" I took a couple steps in that direction to accent my point and because I was getting so angry it was hard to stand still.
He rubbed he shadow on his jaw. "It would 've been pretty painful."
"Would it have killed me?"
"No, it just would've hurt like hell."
I marched up to him, mad as hell and letting it show in every step I took. "I want those papers destroyed when we get back ." I shoved his shoulder. Or tried, it didn't actually budge him.
"Not all things are reversible."
"What's that mean?"
"It means that some of the things can 't be taken back."
"Just how screwed am I?"
"Don't talk to humans and alls good. For the most part."
"I wan t everything that can be undone destroyed by today."
He nodded. "Done. I will undo everything I can."
He turned and opened the car door for me and waited for me to get in. I paused by the door, and thought that he 'd relented to easily.
"I 'll do it," he said again.
I nodded and got in the car. We started to drive back, the senator long gone.
Now that the chase was over, Rick 's image floated into my head again. When someone says that something is burned into their brain, it's not far from the truth. The mind isn't like a computer, with a fixed anatomy, but changes throughout our life. Seeing Rick die today had changed a part of my brain. That image would be with me forever.
"If we are going to take this thing down, we need to know what it is," I said with a new conviction.
"Agreed."
"We need information, and the only place I've heard of there being records is with the wolves. We need it."
"They aren 't going to just hand it over."
"Then we take it."
Chapter Six
"Sure you 're ready?" Cormac asked as he eyed my sneakers. He had told me to wear hiking boots but I drew the line at tennis shoes.
"Cormac, how many times are you going to ask me that?" I went on the offensive before he
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