1Eric blinked dry eyes. “Come on. Damn it. Where are you hiding her?”
Nothing he tried was working and he’d stared so long at the com station his gaze was blurry with fatigue. As a Marine Lance Corporal, he’d received upgraded corneas during his Cyber Soldier conversion, but those only corrected a genetic vision deficiency from his youth.
Sometimes he wished he’d gotten full cybernetic orbs like Peyton. His eyesight always gave out before his mind grew tired. Cyborg or not, he needed a good solid eight hours of shut down time to keep his organics functioning properly. He sure wasn’t going to get that tonight if he couldn’t bust through his latest obstacle.
He grimaced as he lifted his wrist com to his mouth. “Contact Dr. Bradley Smith.”
Peyton and Kyra had come up with a wearable com d
