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yesterday. I missed the start of the match and I was hoping one of the cameras got it. I couldn’t retrieve the file over our computer anyway. All I could get was a low quality preview. See?”
Jack's innards began to sink as the same thing Anisha had realised hit him as well. He began forwarding through the file to check for sure. Pete was there all night; he'd fallen asleep on the couch. Anisha confirmed that the files were government coded. They were genuine, which meant Jack had just caved in the face of an innocent person. He didn't have to say what he was thinking; his expression said it all.
Chapter 6
The horn honked, abruptly waking up Kim. She was sat on a cheap padded seat in the equally cheap and cheerful Cherry Pie nightclub. Not being much for clubbing, and having endured a shattering day at work, she would never have come here were it not for Imran's birthday. The night he'd planned for tomorrow had unexpectedly been cancelled, and desperate to celebrate his advancing years, he had organised this substitute. Considering the short notice, he was more than impressed with the turnout.
Imran had a thick but soft black beard that was flamboyantly styled into the letter I, which clearly reflected that he was the sort of person who did things merely for the sake of doing them. Today was no exception. He had heard this was the cheesiest club in all of London and despite hating cheesy music, had decided to come here to see if it was true. Bright lights shone down opalescent rays while exotically dressed students danced with the sort of retro moves not seen since the time of land-line phones. It was the sort of place that was embarrassing to go to, but great fun once you arrived.
Kim wasn't anti social - she liked fun as much as anyone, but for some reason she had a reputation as the boring one of her group. The one who always had an excuse for why she wasn't going to make it out. As she sat in her comfy chair, she wondered if that was such a bad thing.
A couple of people from the other lab groups had also come along, and were severely inebriated by the look of things. Bleach blonde Adam slipped next to her and with a drunken slur asked her to dance. After politely refusing him, he declared that he would sit there anyway, just to keep her company. He began to say something but the music was so deafening it drowned him out. She didn't care much and nodded anyway, pretending to hear him.
As they continued to make false conversation, Kim thought back to what she'd heard in the office. She leaned into Adams ear and yelled, “So how's work going?”
“Not bad,” he yelled, looking a little dizzy.
“What are you up to these days?”
“You naughty….,” he began, with a mischievous smile. He followed it with a playful shaking of his head, which only seemed to daze him further. “I can't tell you that.”
“I won't tell if you don't,” pushed Kim, all the while wearing a sweet smile.
“Ah, err,” was the only response, and after a pause, “Well it's this thing. Energy on release from chonton, no chron, con crhon-,”
“Chronotrons”
“Those.” he exclaimed with a toothy smile. “Oh God,” he moaned and his head thumped against the table, the alcohol having finally got to him.
Jack and the girls stood in the sterile waiting room of the hospital ward, pacing up and down nervously. Pete was having some emergency procedures carried on his nose and the doctor had just finished. Visitors would be allowed in any moment. IN a moment of guilt, Jack wondered if he should leave, seeing as how he was probably the last person Pete wanted to see.
What concerned him more was how the incident had affected his relationship with Anisha. He didn't want it to come down to her choosing between them, but something else was also lurking in the back of his mind, something more sinister.
With all their leads only finding dead ends, he had to entertain the idea of actually killing Green. He only had
Jack's innards began to sink as the same thing Anisha had realised hit him as well. He began forwarding through the file to check for sure. Pete was there all night; he'd fallen asleep on the couch. Anisha confirmed that the files were government coded. They were genuine, which meant Jack had just caved in the face of an innocent person. He didn't have to say what he was thinking; his expression said it all.
Chapter 6
The horn honked, abruptly waking up Kim. She was sat on a cheap padded seat in the equally cheap and cheerful Cherry Pie nightclub. Not being much for clubbing, and having endured a shattering day at work, she would never have come here were it not for Imran's birthday. The night he'd planned for tomorrow had unexpectedly been cancelled, and desperate to celebrate his advancing years, he had organised this substitute. Considering the short notice, he was more than impressed with the turnout.
Imran had a thick but soft black beard that was flamboyantly styled into the letter I, which clearly reflected that he was the sort of person who did things merely for the sake of doing them. Today was no exception. He had heard this was the cheesiest club in all of London and despite hating cheesy music, had decided to come here to see if it was true. Bright lights shone down opalescent rays while exotically dressed students danced with the sort of retro moves not seen since the time of land-line phones. It was the sort of place that was embarrassing to go to, but great fun once you arrived.
Kim wasn't anti social - she liked fun as much as anyone, but for some reason she had a reputation as the boring one of her group. The one who always had an excuse for why she wasn't going to make it out. As she sat in her comfy chair, she wondered if that was such a bad thing.
A couple of people from the other lab groups had also come along, and were severely inebriated by the look of things. Bleach blonde Adam slipped next to her and with a drunken slur asked her to dance. After politely refusing him, he declared that he would sit there anyway, just to keep her company. He began to say something but the music was so deafening it drowned him out. She didn't care much and nodded anyway, pretending to hear him.
As they continued to make false conversation, Kim thought back to what she'd heard in the office. She leaned into Adams ear and yelled, “So how's work going?”
“Not bad,” he yelled, looking a little dizzy.
“What are you up to these days?”
“You naughty….,” he began, with a mischievous smile. He followed it with a playful shaking of his head, which only seemed to daze him further. “I can't tell you that.”
“I won't tell if you don't,” pushed Kim, all the while wearing a sweet smile.
“Ah, err,” was the only response, and after a pause, “Well it's this thing. Energy on release from chonton, no chron, con crhon-,”
“Chronotrons”
“Those.” he exclaimed with a toothy smile. “Oh God,” he moaned and his head thumped against the table, the alcohol having finally got to him.
Jack and the girls stood in the sterile waiting room of the hospital ward, pacing up and down nervously. Pete was having some emergency procedures carried on his nose and the doctor had just finished. Visitors would be allowed in any moment. IN a moment of guilt, Jack wondered if he should leave, seeing as how he was probably the last person Pete wanted to see.
What concerned him more was how the incident had affected his relationship with Anisha. He didn't want it to come down to her choosing between them, but something else was also lurking in the back of his mind, something more sinister.
With all their leads only finding dead ends, he had to entertain the idea of actually killing Green. He only had
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