Mayday by Chris Strange

Author:Chris Strange [Strange, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Science Fiction, Action & Adventure
ISBN: 9780473285395
Google: LgeOAwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00KAOOKVG
Published: 2014-05-11T11:00:00+00:00

15

Psi Division was dark when I arrived—the power must’ve gone out. But the building had escaped Tempest’s rampage intact. I banged on the glass door with my fist.

“Someone open this door or I shoot it open,” I yelled. The lobby was dark, empty. Nothing moved.

All right, then. I took a step back, covered my eyes, and put two rounds through the glass. My ears rang at the gunshots. Spiderweb cracks appeared in the door. I slammed the butt of my gun into the broken glass. It shattered, raining glass into the entranceway and opening up a hole large enough for me to climb through. I pulled my coat over my head to protect myself from falling fragments as I stepped through, my shoes crunching on the glass.

I held the gun at my side as I made my way through the darkened corridors. “This is Jay Escobar,” I called. “I know you’re here! Your cars are all outside.” Only my own echo answered me.

I scowled and tried to retrace the steps I’d taken through the building this morning. I found the quiet rooms and went one by one, throwing open the doors. Nothing.

“You little shits,” I said. “Where are you hiding?”

I scratched my beard. Calm down. Think like them. Tempest’s going crazy. When Yllia died, Curtis said several of the handlers felt echoes of the backlash. Maybe it was the same thing here. Or maybe they figured it wouldn’t be long before Tempest paid them a visit. There was nowhere for them to run from here—the only port on the East Island was designed to bring food and supplies for the Maydays themselves, and those ships only came twice a week. If they wanted to escape the island, they’d have to cross the bridge and head for the Western Port like everyone else. So they had to be here. They must have a panic room. The basement?

I wandered the corridors until I found an elevator and a set of stairs. The elevator was down, so I hit the stairs. They went down about three times further than I expected. At the bottom, I was greeted with another corridor lit with red emergency lighting and a steel door like something you’d find on a Cold War fallout shelter.

I found the intercom beside the door. If the emergency lighting was on down here, I figured I could assume the intercom was powered as well. I thumbed the button.

“How’s it going, everyone? Enjoying yourselves in there? It’s Jay Escobar. I’m sure you know who I am by now. Seems we’ve got a bit of a situation above ground. Maybe you’d be so kind as to let me in so we can discuss it.”

The reply was instantaneous. “Fuck you, Escobar.”

I grinned. “Curtis. I don’t know if you’ve lost your manners or found your balls. I’ll give you a pass this time and put it down to fear. You should be scared, you know. You think this little cardboard box fort of yours is going to

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