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Arc 11.1.0: Motor City Intern

Motor City Intern: Part 66

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It didn’t take long before we reentered the conference room. It was a straight shot down the hall, after all. As we stepped inside, V8 was saying, “Unless any of you have something you’d like to add, all we’re waiting for is Working Man and V4.”

That’s the moment when Working Man opened the door. V8 turned to him, saying, “I was just about to end the meeting. Do you have anything you want to say?”

Working Man shook his head, “I’ll talk to Blue Mask in a moment, but everything’s fine. I’m happy with the work that everyone’s done. You’re all free to go.” Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 66 →

Arc 11.1.0: Motor City Intern

Motor City Intern: Part 65

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Sitting there, I still felt everything I’d been feeling before he’d told me this was a test and I’d passed. My stomach still turned and my heart may have slowed a little, but I could still feel it beating. I didn’t know what to do with my arms.

It wasn’t as if I needed to punch someone, but it didn’t feel right to place them on the arms of the chair. I didn’t know what would feel right, but up in a blocking position was the first thought that came to mind. Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 65 →

Arc 11.1.0: Motor City Intern

Motor City Intern: Part 64

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That didn’t stop me from continuing to talk, “Look, you literally weren’t available to answer questions and it was deliberate. You had the technology to contact us even if all you did was send a short text. I know this. I made it. In fact, I’ve been in situations this bad without losing contact with my team. Sometimes I’ve ignored them long enough to get out of a bad situation, but you were unavailable for hours. And I’ve got the experience to know when I’m out of my depth. Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 64 →

Arc 11.1.0: Motor City Intern

Motor City Intern: Part 63

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Mateo shook his head, “We didn’t follow them. We’d fought all the way up the tower, destroyed I don’t know how many vampires by then, and they were fresh. Offering them a way out kept everyone alive.”

Chin jutting forward, Working Man said, “Including them. They’re monsters that live off of humans. They literally took over the city’s police department and influenced the local media to keep it quiet as they had the police lay siege to Unity’s base. That’s a significant level of power to let loose in this city. What’s to stop them from starting up where they left off?” Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 63 →

Arc 11.1.0: Motor City Intern

Motor City Intern: Part 62

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Amy landed next to me as Samita and Vincent got off my bike and I pushed it into the “garage” off of the elevator circle in the middle. In my peripheral vision, I saw that Rod had slid off Mateo’s and that Mateo was pushing his bike  over as well.

Working Man waved everyone down the hall, “Conference room.”

Counting the people in my head, I stifled a groan. The conference room held six people on a good day and four comfortably. There were seven of us. Vincent wasn’t quite human-sized, but he wasn’t much smaller.

This was going to suck. Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 62 →

Arc 11.1.0: Motor City Intern

Motor City Intern: Part 61

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With that, we started down the stairs, walking down more than thirty floors. I don’t know exactly how many. Book Tower had 38 floors and I knew that we were close to the top, but not there.

The implant could have told me, but I didn’t care enough to check.

However long the walk felt, and it did feel long, we made it to the ground floor before the police took control of the building. As we made it down to the empty room by the front doors, a few police stood inside amid the concrete floors and walls, the ornate ceilings, and the exposed wires and cables from the construction.

Their hands moved toward their weapons as we stepped out of the stairway, but dropped away as they recognized us. Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 61 →

Arc 11.1.0: Motor City Intern

Motor City Intern: Part 24

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Laughing, Mateo said, “If I’ve learned anything in this job, it’s to count on the fictional ideas that screw you over turning out to be true. Besides, the mask thinks it’s true.”

I stared at the blue mask on Mateo’s face, “Does it talk to you?”

Mateo shook his head but didn’t say anything more—probably because of the Syndicate L people in the room. What were we going to do with them?

Nodding, I said, “Got it. What are we going to do with these people?” Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 24 →

Arc 11.1.0: Motor City Intern

Motor City Intern: Part 19

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“Right,” I thought back through what we’d been told. “So is everyone in Detroit’s Syndicate L a vampire now or just a few people at the top or something?”

“Don’t know,” Working Man said. “It’s definitely not everyone, but there are a lot. If I had to guess, it’s at least half of them—which is worse. The vampires can’t come in unless invited, but the regular humans just break down the door.” Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 19 →

Arc 11.1.0: Motor City Intern

Motor City Intern: Part 18

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I sent the picture over to Mateo who watched it on the screen in his helmet.

Mateo deliberately looked away from the vampire. “That makes three different types of vampires. We’ve got proof there are more out there now, but I’d still like to take a trip around the block and see if I can get any hints about where they’re holed up.”

Still watching the head as it floated down the street, I asked, “What about the head?” Continue reading Motor City Intern: Part 18 →