navigated to the Black Helix files and looked up Sergeant H. Marquez a.k.a. Knight. If I was meeting up with him tonight, I needed to know how deep in this guy was, and how much I could trust him.
Even I could admit that his background was pretty impressive. He’d managed to get through the Trials at thirteen. Fast and strong were a given, but that wasn’t the impressive part. Knight was smart. His tests were off the charts, and the combination of skills that had earned him a dual helix made him a really big deal. He served as a ground ops tech, along with two of his classmates—Dex, who had a Blue and Black, and Oliver, who had a Green and Black.
But Knight didn’t have a single disciplinary mark on his files. He’d never done anything bad. Nothing to warrant investigation. Pretty impressive for a double agent—especially with how paranoid the Seligo were. They assumed everyone was an enemy. The guy must lie incredibly well—I couldn’t let myself forget that.
I clicked on some video clips of his missions. They were a little more violent than I could stand, so I skipped over to the candid images of him in various assignments. The intensity on his face was scary when he worked. It didn’t match with the teasing guy I’d met, and the two-faced thing really freaked me out.
As I moved through the file, a pic of him half-dressed filled my little screen and I groaned. He was too much. I left it up…to desensitize myself to his hotness.
Also, because those abs were too good not to look at.
The Shadow Ravens file was frustratingly incomplete. Everything was suspected locations and suspected agents, but nothing was backed up with facts. Apparently the Ravens were kicking the Seligo’s asses on the spying front, but that didn’t help me any.
I moved on to Jack’s folder. The most recent file detailed his mission to hunt down Reds. It was from two days ago. I scanned a recent memo to Dr. Nagi and my blood ran cold.
Power fluctuations reported in the Nevada Void approx twenty-one minutes ago. Sent unit to investigate. Type of fluctuation leads to Devan Coda, not Emma Jean Boyd.
Orders are to capture or kill.
Nine Reds are still unaccounted for. Four have been neutralized.
Update to follow.
-Parson
I hadn’t been in the Nevada Voids in a while. I wondered who this Devan chick was. Could I get a warning to her? Or had she already been caught?
Reading through the file and knowing that Jack was actively trying to find Reds pissed me off. I’d always hoped I was the only one he was after… Was his vendetta because of me or because he hated all Reds? Or both?
Either way this had to be stopped.
I fiddled with my lip ring as I thought, running my teeth gently against it. Helping myself was hard enough. How could I begin to help other Reds? Was there a serum we could use? Something that took away or toned down the side effects of being a Red so we could blend in? I’d have to look into that if I could get into the Citadel’s mainframe again.
I needed those processors. I had to find a way to control my powers before they got me caught.
There was no avoiding another visit to Marx’s. I’d have to trust Knight, at least for this little thing. Then, we could part ways and I’d never have to see him again.
A prick of pain hit me at the thought of never seeing him again. It was so dumb. I didn’t know him. Not even a little. We’d had a few conversations online. Nothing major. Sure, I respected him and his work, so it was only natural that I felt some sort of connection once I saw how hot he was, but I couldn’t let that attraction get the better of me. Controlling my emotions was essential. I couldn’t afford to feel anything for this guy. Not in any real way.
I shut down my portacomp and stashed it in my backpack. I wanted to get to Marx’s before Knight did. Positioning myself with the upper hand would help me keep control of the situation.
Any control I could get and keep around him would be a
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