Chapter 15
Chris and a woman Nicholle hadn’t seen before sat at a table near the window of the food court in Tuma’s Town Center, crouching over the vestiges of sausage and biscuits. Chris waved Nicholle over. They had decided the night before to get a good night’s sleep before cracking Wills’ node.
“Nicholle, this is Xelo, arrived last night. She was one of Lydo’s programmers, the one Tuma was talking about,” Chris said.
Xelo had short blonde hair and a square jawline. Nothing like the walking nightmares that had accosted her at Lydo’s.
“But you’re…” Nicholle began.
“Normal looking?” She chuckled. “I was one of the leads. We have to interface with the public so we’re not wired in like the lowers.”
The last pack of eggs and bacon sat under a harsh white light in the vending machine. N
