Page 82 of Tyton: The Spider and the Dragonfly
“You truly are a sick fuck, you know that?”Sparx grumbled.
“Just get me to the base.You can lecture me on the morality of my sex life later.”Talia squeezed him again.“And the sex life of your best friend.”
Sparx gritted his teeth and sped faster.
They heard a sharp crack.Talia jerked to the side.“Fuck!”
“What now?”
Sparx heard the slide of a knife and then a tear.
“What the fuck are you doing?”He screamed.
“Cutting a strip off your t-shirt.”
“What?Why?”
“I need a bandage.That arsehole shot me.”
Sparx tilted his rearview to catch Talia wrapping a piece of his shirt around her arm and one of Black’s SecTac goons racing after them.
“Fuck, Talia!This isn’t a military bike!”
Talia turned to get a reading with her Opti.Trevor McKellan.Age 33.Reflex enhancers, Aggro ChemTec and visual lockers.They wouldn’t be getting away without stopping him.
“Keep going, I’ll deal with him,” Talia yelled, checking her magclamps against the cowling.
She pulled her IntelArms pistol from its holster and began firing round after round.She had the advantage with two free hands while Trevor had to stay steady enough to use one.As long as they kept him far enough away and she kept shooting, he wouldn’t be able to hold steady long enough to get another lock.
Three shots hit.None of them did a goddamn thing.Trevor’s military grade BulitWeave performed admirably.Talia swore and grit her teeth.
“What kind of tyres is he using?”
“I don’t fucking know!”Sparx yelled.
“Check.Your.Mirror, motorboy.”
Sparx tilted the mirror, his Opti catching the signature grip pattern of the Verglas DeepFreeze line.
“They’re Verglas, why?”
“Winter tyres.Then they aren’t armoured.”Talia tossed one of her pistols and pulled two knives, placing one between her teeth and firing sporadically.“Take this corner.Now!”
Sparx mashed the front brake and dumped the clutch, flinging Talia’s torso like a rag doll.Her magclamps held fast.The tiniest sliver of a window appeared, allowing her to drop her second pistol and fling her knives at the side of Trevor’s tyres as he sped past, braking to recover the corner.Both stuck.
The fork collapsed, launching Trevor into the side of a building.Talia demagged her boots, tumbling off the bike before Sparx could stop her.
Talia ran toward Trevor, catching him before he could get off the ground.She kicked the heel of her magboot into his chest, knocking him back.Talia knelt on his throat and lifted his cracked visor.
“Why are you after me?”she spat.
“Because you’re Mr.Black’s property.”Trevor’s nose bled profusely and his right eye socket darkened.“Your boss is in there right now making a deal to sell you out.”
“I know about the deal.”Talia took the ballistic knife from her side holster.She inspected the edge.
“We were told we would be retrieving you tonight.”Trevor’s voice cracked under the pressure of Talia’s kneecap.
“You were told wrong, though I can respect that you aren’t begging for your life.”
