Chapter 18
X and Shortcut sat on a covered park bench in the middle of a dreary park as Shortcut scanned the employment records for sanitation workers. The rain had let up, and was sprinkling the surrounding area with a drizzle.
A scantily clad man in a leather jacket, thong, and high heel boots walked by. He was watching something on his lens—probably a pornographic video—and he spoke to himself as he passed. He stopped, gazed at Shortcut with a slight smile, and then kept walking, his boots clacking against the wet sidewalk.
Shortcut shivered and said, “We need to hurry up. This place is creeping me out. I’m pretty sure that guy just had some very sick thoughts about me.”
“If it was a he,” X said. He watched as Shortcut grew more nervous.
“That’s not funny, man,” Shortcut said.
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