climbing inside after Leon.
âDepends on the artillery. It sure as hell isnât RPG proof.â Darwin hit a button and the engine revved.
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We made it through the two checkpoints, our cover holding solid. Past the danger zone of the gun towers, we let out whoops and hollers, speeding to Omega city proper. Across the flat horizon shimmering in the sun-soaked heat, the city of bazaars rose up like a glittering gold oasis.
âWeâve gotta be at the meet point in Sector Five in forty minutes. Think we can make it, Darwin?â Linc pulled up the coordinates on his D-P and held it in front of her face.
The last comms weâd had from Denver instructed us to locate one of his insiders in Omega, a man who could set us on the path for the cure.
âDoes a bull have two balls, Commander?â
Farrow laughed and turned to Sebastian. âWell, ainât our new sister a sweet talker?â
A glimmer appeared in Darwinâs eyes through the rearview mirror. The read I got from her was steady, unwavering, and mission-oriented. She earned my immediate respect.
âLose the threads, folks.â She unzipped her suit with one hand, wriggling out of the dark blue jumpsuit while keeping a foot on the gas.
We dressed down to our normal garb as Omega filled our sights. At the first and second gates into the city, Darwin simply had to flash her badge to get us through. The Territory opened her walls for us. Up close the buildings jumbled together in an ad hoc fashion so unlike the gridded streets of Beta and Alpha. The old-looking structures were gold instead of our bland silver and steel. The color reflected, making Leonâs skin gleam more than ever.
Language was standardized in all the Territories, just like scrip. We could hear people haggling by the roadsides as we drove past. The discord in the area was evident from the graffiti on the sides of buildings and in the soldiers roaming the streets. The strong Corps presence stood out amid the flamboyant surrounds, injecting fear onto the faces of people hounded here and there at rifle point.
Poverty, affluence, and anarchy made the air electric.
I couldnât tell the Freelanders from the regulation Territorian stockâboth factions inhabited this city side by side with the COâs consent. Yellow, black, tan-skinned, the citizens were a mishmash of heritage from different continents. I felt an aching kinship with these people, something unknown and unrecognized that pulled from deep inside meâ¦until a bullet hit our tire, jarring me from my thoughts.
âWeâve got heat,â Darwin muttered.
There was another screaming whistle, and the second tire on our right side blew out. People whoâd been hawking their wares alongside the road fell to the ground as if this was a drill common to their daily life.
Cannon drew his gun. âHow the hell have we been made already?â
Darwin took a hard swerve to the left, clipping the corner of a building. âOh, I donât know. Maybe because Iâve got a vehicle filled with the Companyâs most wanted?â
âThe cameras canât possibly see inside,â I said, pulling out my guns. In every Territory, indestructible cameras were mounted right next to the huge public D-Ps on each street.
âEver heard of spyware and a little something called zoom?â Darwin sped down the alley.
Sparks flew off the sides of the Rover, which was too big for the narrow breach between two tall buildings. The brakes squealed.
âWeâre ditching the vehicle!â
No shit, Darwin.
We raced on foot. I stayed beside Leon as we hurried away from the center of the city, worried he might be feeling the effects of the Plague injection. He kept pace with me, hurdling over the spreading squalor from a Territory under siege.
Omega was a maze, allowing us to lose our pursuers. Sectors One and Two fell away, and with them the harsh rebound of boots at our
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