The back of his mouth tasted like ancient copper pennies and he’d sweated through the shirt.
Even crushed beneath the suppressor I felt more alive than ever.
87191, I beseeched the indifferent cosmos.
Tyler flipped a wall switch, and the oversized wall screen lit up. Another switch made the nearest assembler hum to life.
His hand print unlocked access to the entire DNBX intellectual property repository.
Humans do terrible things in anger and fear.
But the worst things, the most deliciously awful things, are done from love.
Tyler typed in 87191.
Fifteen seconds later, the assembler spat out red and green gelcaps, each the size of a fresh blueberry.
He pocketed the green gelcap, and my world went black.
Tyler had closed his eyes.
His heart had never beat so hard, so fast.
Then th
