Betrayal

  Betrayal

  Episode II

  Twilight City Series

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  Copyright © Harry Roldan

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  Out of Time: Part II

  “How the hell did this happen? If I were you I would get those pearly whites yapping and fast!” I responded to him.

  “Don’t you want to know my name?” He grinned.

  “Depending on what type of information you give me, maybe then, I will ask for it,” I responded. So far this guy hadn’t brought anything to the table. “Why did they put a tracker on my friend here… Wigs! Let me repeat: I’m looking for new ones, depending on what pearly whites tells me maybe he can replace you, if you keep acting a fool!” Wigs wasn’t helping matters with what seemed to be his new found powers... whatever they might be. Maybe this morning with the whole picking me up with one arm thing was just that he was strong… I doubt it.

  “They want to track him to see how long he lasts and what type of powers he develops.” Pearly white responded. I digested this information for a second. So far he was making sense. The British Bitch had to track down her property. “I hope that piece of information allows me clearance to offer you my name,” Pearly whites said, interrupting my thought process.

  “Your clearance only allows you to give me your first name,” I responded. He smiled at me, and all I could do was smile in return. He couldn’t be that bad.

  “My name is Yazmin, I would ask you yours but your boss already spoiled that surprise for me.”

  “You must have been made fun of as a kid. It probably hasn’t really made that much of a difference as you reached adult hood.” I responded.

  “It is a wonderful conversation starter with the ladies,” Yazmin said with a charmingly exaggerated wink. So far this guy was growing on me.

  “I’m not going to call you Yazmin. How about Pearly? Hmm, that may be worse. But that is your name for now, though it may be even worse than the original.”

  “You see. We are having a wonderful conversation,” Pearly replied.

  “I wouldn’t go all out and say it is wonderful. Maybe ok…”

  “Eh…hem…” Wigs interrupted the conversation. He had puffed his chest out in an attempt of manliness. I just chuckled. “Why don’t we concentrate a little here? What do you mean they have a gps tracker on me?”

  “Wigs, I’m pretty sure that it is self-explanatory. And Pearly over here gave you a good enough explanation as to why they implanted that in your ass. But, here is a question, how did they find out where he lived? Wigs, didn’t you tell me they kidnapped you away from your place?” Brining out my best Sherlock Holmes impersonation while I asked the question.

  “They took my wallet, Luna. They searched me when they took me in,” Wigs admitted kind of grudgingly.

  “You are such a bearer of good news, aren’t you? And what about you…” I directed my question to Pearly, “Just how do you know so much about all this? I warn you keep on my good side.”

  “Well, the same person that has been saving your ass is the same person I work for.”

  “What?! Are you telling me you are Mr. Wonderful’s lackey?” My astonishment was beyond description. Suffice it to say my mouth hung open a full minute, at least.

  “Yep.” Pearly seemed very nonchalant about the whole thing.

  “That is all you have? Is yep? Um…I’m looking for more details than that. You said you loved conversation, so now spill it!”

  “Well, it is a long story, and my main mission right now is to make sure nothing happens to you guys.”

  “Wow, you’re a white knight to match your pearly whites, huh? And, I don’t wanna burst your hero bubble, but I don’t need to be taken care of. All I need to know is what is going on! Why does a phone call from this cell phone trigger a tracking device?”

  “Good question. What I have been told is that since technology was, of course crippled for a while this type of tracking device that this company is using can be only be triggered by activating a signal. In this case it is a cell phone.”

  “Wow, they knew Wigs would be dumb enough to pick up a suspicious looking cell phone. Well played.”

  “Hey! How do you know I would do that?” Wigs exclaimed.

  “Wigs, I have seen you do some stupid things in the past, that would just be added to the list.” I replied. Wigs stood there just thinking about the comment. I think he was just reminiscing about all the stupid things that he did in his life.

  “Ok, I’ll give you that one,” He laughed.

  “So, what is the next step then?” I turned a hopeful face to Pearly who I hoped knew what to do.

  “I don’t know.” I could sense he hadn’t wanted to admit that. At least he didn’t let me spend much time on optimistic thinking.

  “You better tell Mr. Wonderful to send someone more capable, because this isn’t working.”

  “Don’t you understand that you and your friend are in danger!”

  “Well, danger is my middle name!” Wigs exclaimed puffing his chest out.

  “Wigs, put that thing away, it’s making me sick!” I was getting tired of his machoness. I turned my attention back to Pearly.

  “I don’t feel like someone is going to whoop my ass out here, at least not this second. I need answers! Not hints that my life is in danger. Plus, you say that phone will activate the gps, right? Well if nobody answers it they can’t track him. So what is the big deal for the time being?”

  “What do you call him? Mr. Wonderful? Well, he was right, you aren’t too bright, are you?”

  “You are probably single, aren’t you?” I responded.

  “They have a look out outside his apartment. They will find him, and you.”

  “So, what do you suppose we do, genius?” I was getting annoyed with each passing moment.

  “I don’t know. I’m basically to go with you and whatever happens we deal with it as it arises.”

  “I feel so safe with you,” I said and just glared at him. “You know, I may have to get Wigs here to take care of business.” I patted Wigs on the back, but didn’t puff his chest out like I hoped he would. Wigs! This is your chance! Come on! Do you chest inflation thing!” I said.

  “Oh! Well, why didn’t you say so!” He pumped his chest out again, “I can keep Luna baby here safer than you.” Wigs said. I elbowed him in the stomach and his chest deflated. Pearly stood up from the longest tying of a shoe in world history and looked at us both. The package vibrated again in my hand.

  “What do we do with this?” I cautiously gestured to the stupid phone.

  “I think I will take it back to Mr. Wonderful to see if we can do something about reversing the tracker and possibly even tracing it back to who ever did this.” Pearly suggested. Something occurred to me that didn’t before. How did this guy know that this was the route whom ever was taking to tracking Wigs.

  “How did you know this was a move they were going to make?”

  “I can’t get into that. Mr. Wonderful will have to tell you that.”

  “Oh, because he is such a wealth of information,” I rolled my eyes. Pearly grinned at this and his eyes got all twinkly, must have received a few explanations in the form of riddles from Mr. Wonderful.

  “Move it!” Some guy huffed as he shoved me aside. The box flew out of my hand and hit the
pavement. A knot in my stomach formed. This couldn’t be good. I spun quickly around to try and catch a glimpse of the douche, but they were long gone. The knot started to get tighter in my stomach. I didn’t see anyone around me that sent up a warning flag. The three goons from the previous nights were not among the crowd. I would have recognized them. Maybe they sent some fresh meat. Then it hit me. The phone.

  “Open the box!” I whispered shrilly.

  “Luna, chill. Nothing is wrong,” Wigs started to say, but I cut him off.

  “Oh, how sweet that you are trying to reassure me.” I picked up the box, and took the tape off it, and stared at the phone, which was staring back at me with the dial pad glowing light green. The vibrating had stopped because the impact with the pavement had triggered the phone as being answered. Wigs’ tracker was live.

  Somewhere in the City:

  “Yes, the tracking device has been activated. It took a little longer then expected, but it has. He will lead us right to the girl then we will bring her in for testing. Are you even sure…” Ashley cautiously began but was quickly interrupted.

  “Yes, she is the one. I’m sure of it. The way you described her, and the way that man in the alleyway protected her: she is the one that will bring our whole operation back up to speed. I will have my perfect solider.”

  “She will not come easily. She is feisty. I would love to get a few rounds in with her,” Ashley responded.

  “You will in due time, Ashley. It is our time to shine, and when shit hits the fan people will turn to me to get help…”

  “Yes, sir.” Ashley responded.

  “I have a meeting to attend. Take a team out into the field and follow the test subject. Hopefully, he can last a lot longer than the rest of them did.” The man’s voice held little optimism.

  “Will do, sir,” was Ashley’s curt reply before she turned around and left the office.

  Somewhere else in the City:

  “Damn it! Another complication. Well, things were going so smoothly. I guess this was coming.”

  “The plan had been to avoid activation, I think that was simple enough. Now time to think of a contingency plan and fast,” Pearly responded.

  “I see you are the dramatic type, huh?” I responded back.

  “Well, we will see how dramatic I get when the people tracking him find him, and find you as well.”

  “Wow, I’m sorry. I meant really dramatic.” Honestly, I knew that this was going to complicate things a lot more than it had to be. I couldn’t really be around Wigs right now. If they found me I would be in so much trouble; although I would love round two with the British Bitch but not today. A girl has to rest from kicking ass. Why me, though? I had an unsettling feeling that I would find out sooner than later, and to top it all off Wigs was on a timer.

  “Ok, Wigs, you go with Pearly. For some odd reason these goons are trying to find me, and being with your ass is going to be hazardous to my health. Well, more hazardous than before.” I turned around and was about to get on my bike, until I realized that I wouldn’t be able to come back to work at the end of my shift. “Hey!” I said, and Wigs turned around. I tossed my beeper at him and he caught it.

  “Why are you giving me this?”

  “Well, I can’t come back here tonight can I? So, you will have to hand in my beeper to our fearless leader. Just make sure you come up with an amazing reason why you are giving it to him and not me. Make sure you make me look amazing.” I tossed my hair playfully and rolled my eyes.

  “Yea, ok, Luna.” He rolled his eyes as well.

  “And behave! Listen to Pearly. And hey, Pearly, tell Mr. Wonderful we need to talk, without any cryptic messages.” Then before any one could say something I got on my bike and went on my way to delivering packages to wonderful citizens.

  I was screwed. Just a week ago I was trying to make it in this tough world. Now I was just trying not to get killed on a daily basis. I’d just delivered my last packages, so my shift was basically over. I just wanted to go home and rest now. I haven’t really been home in over a day, and I haven’t showered. I was starting to stink.

  When I arrived at my apartment Dee was reading a book on the couch.

  “Must be a slow day if you are reading a book, and not on top of a guy,” I commented as I brought my bike into the apartment, and closed the door.

  “Even I need rest from time to time. And you are one to talk. You didn’t even come home last night.” She smirked and winked at me.

  “Oh, if that is how I spent my night I wouldn’t be so stinky and cranky trust me.” I responded. “What are you up to tonight?”

  “I’m gonna go out and meet Jon at his place for some quality time.” Dee overemphasized quality. She was going to take her sexcapades out of the apartment, at least that was going my way.

  “Well, I think you guys had quality time with my couch the other night. Now it has been violated. I need a miracle to get off all that nasty stuff.”

  “Well, we can always get a plastic cover,” Dee replied as she got up from the couch and went to sit on one of the stools we had by the kitchen counter. She’d brought the book along with her, and I now saw that she was reading a book on sex.

  “Trying to perfect your craft, huh?” I remarked and took the book from here: I skimmed through it. All I saw was pictures with descriptions. Some of the pictures looked like they were wrestling. Only their legs were bent in ways that were unnatural. “A picture book, huh? And to think I was going to give you credit.”

  “You know, you wanna borrow it. I will leave it here for your reading pleasure tonight, since I didn’t see any guy following you in.”

  “Girl, you know how I love to play hard to get.” I handed her the book.

  “Well, while you play hard to get I’m going to try page 52 tonight.” Dee giggled. All I could do was smile; she was such a skank.

  “I just want to take a shower and sleep. I haven’t had much sleep in in the past few nights. But best of luck with page 52,” I said with a laugh while I hugged her. I went into my room and got a new set of clothes, and shower here I come. Too damn bad I only had fifteen minutes, an hour would have felt so amazing.

  I sat in bed with only a towel covering me and my hair dripping wet, but I didn’t care. Dee had left for the night, and no Casanovas were going to surprise me or try to hit on me tonight. I closed my eyes to just try and clear my mind. I needed this alone time. With all that has happened the past few days I didn’t have any time to think about…nothing. Sometimes a clear mind is a happy mind. It was then that I heard a knock on my door. Are you serious! I was about to just let my mind drift and reality set back in. I got up and walked to the door.

  “Who is it?”

  “Girl, it’s me, Shy!” She said through the door. I forgot that I was rude to her today. I guess she wanted to talk about it. Shy wasn’t one to hold her feelings in, and I loved that about her. I opened the door, and she looked really worried. Wow, maybe she was really bothered by that.

  “Hey, girl, come in.” I stepped a side form the doorway to let her in. She was making her way to the couch. “No!” I said without thinking. She stopped in her tracks.

  “What’s wrong?” She asked as she looked at me crazy.

  “Dee violated that couch in ways you can’t imagine,” I explained. A look of disgust crossed Shy’s face. “Stay over here. It is a lot safer.” I gestured to one of the stools by the counter. I hopped on the other one.

  “Thanks for the save.” She said in a low tone. Something was clearly wrong. I guess this was my time to apologize to her for earlier today.

  “Listen, girl, I’m sor…”

  “Wigs was shot! He is in the hospital!” Shy blurted out, and tears flowed from her eyes down to her cheeks.

  “What! How in the world did it happen?” And do you know who did it?” I questioned. There were a series of thoughts running through my head. None were good.

  “It happened so fast. Me, him and that guy with the bright ass teet
h were leaving work…oh, and how is that old lady that you helped after she fell down the stairs on that delivery?” Shy asked switching the topic quicker than Dee switched men. I was confused a second until…Wigs had to make up a story on why I wasn’t back.

  “Well, you know how old people are. Every other step is an adventure.” I shrugged. “She is fine though. The ambulance came and said that she just bruised her foot, or something, but I’m pretty sure that Wigs being shot is more important than some old lady hobbling around. What happened to Wigs?”

  “Oh yeah, well, we were walking out and for some odd reason he went crazy on someone that was across the street…” Shy continued as her tears started to subside. And I think I knew what really happened. He saw one of the goons that kicked his ass, and got all macho on them. I knew I shouldn’t have told him to do that last chest inflation. “He ran across the street…he was super fast come to think of it, and picked the guy up with one arm, and started punching him with his free arm. I think Wigs is on steroids and that is why he lost all his hair…”

  “I think a man can also lose his manhood, but that is a rumor I heard…”

  “Well, then some lady came from behind him and shot him in his side and his leg.” Shy blubbered, “What is this world coming to?” Shy embraced me. This world wasn’t going anywhere. It was going to stay put and be corrupted by the evil inside it. I know I have said this before, but I’m not going to let that happen on my watch. At least, not with Wigs.

  “Girl, everything will be alright. Baldy is strong. Lets go visit him, just let me get ready.” I didn’t care if British Bitch was watching the place. Wigs was my friend and he needed me. He needed us. I will deal with what ever happens when it happens.

  Somewhere by On the Run:

  “Sir, it couldn’t be avoided. Nikko was attacked by the test subject. Also, no one questioned it after the witness saw our badges and made it look like he attacked an officer.” Ashley spoke calmly into her cell phone. She was now busy listening to muffled orders through the phone. “Sir, I didn’t shoot to kill. He will survive. Our main concern is the blood results from the hospital tests. They will show up as abnormal. People will start asking questions. We can not afford that.” Ashley went silent to hear her next mission. “Ok, so you want us to kill the test subject and collect all the samples. I understand, sir. You will have my confirmation within the next hour.”