Chapter 16
Jazzlyn had been tracking the android in the blue coat and derby for two miles, hoping to get close enough to identify him.
It began to rain, and the neon lights along the street flickered on. She trailed behind him, always a hundred feet away, her hands in her gabardine pockets, her hair in curls that went down to her shoulders, and a robotic umbrella hovering above her, twirling pink and purple.
The android stopped to talk to another android.
Seeing her chance, Jazzlyn hid behind a wall and scanned the android in the blue coat. “Walrith Jackson. Now, who’s that other android? Hmm. Ignatius Crenshaw. Former security corps. Two marks!”
Both androids started down the street and she followed, pulling Smoochums from her pocket. “Go listen to them.”
The cockroach jumped to the
