Soul Searching (Chapter 18)
oddball011:
oooh now hes gonna be her Big Strong Man!!! lol
Great Story
Jagerjaques:
Whee! An adventure! This story just keeps getting better!
Mandie:
Mael’s mouth dropped open. Kill her? Ha, no one was after her. He couldn’t fool her. “I don’t have any enemies!” Her voice squeaked with a mixture of indignation and fear. “You aren’t normal. You’re probably the one with a past. Who are you anyway? And don’t try lying to me.”
Jowil pondered that idea for a moment. True, he had a deeper past than she did, but there wasn’t anyone left alive to hold a grudge. “I was an AERO, but that life was left behind a couple of years ago. My team was attacked, and one of my men was killed. Although it wasn’t my fault, I didn’t want to be responsible for someone else’s life. I still don’t.” He shifted uncomfortably. He hated talking about himself, especially about his past.
Smiling with relief, Mael said, “So you’re more likely the one to have enemies. I’m just a computer geek who got lucky. Who would want to kill me?” She laughed shakily.
Jowil shook his head, almost wishing it was he they were after. He knew how to disappear, as proven by his previous disappearance. “I’m afraid not, babe. I left all my enemies off world, and it’s practically impossible to travel from space anymore. Besides, it wasn’t my shuttle that they blew up. Have you been approached by any buyout offers or jealous competitors?”
Mael blanched. Earth had pretty much closed entries from off-worlders after the initial influx. Aliens had caused a lot of problems when they arrived, immediately accepting jobs as hired killers. Now it was very hard to get onto earth unless you were already here. “No, none.” She answered finally. Her closest competitor, Household Helpers, was a company that specialized in devices for the home. She presumed that they were trying to make their own replicator, but they had never contacted her. Surely Joe would have told her if they had. All at once, she wished she had paid more attention to what was going on in her own company. Somehow, she had to contact Joe. She would know what to do.
His confession finally sunk in, and her head jerked around so she could stare at him. “Wait, did you say you were an AERO? As in the Advanced Elite Recon Officers? I thought that those squads were made up of robots. They . . . you go places men are afraid to go.” She looked at him, her respect growing. If it turned out that she was truly the one in danger, she couldn’t ask for anyone better to be by her side.
Jowil stared at his hands, unwilling to look at her. He was a man! Sometimes his training made him feel more like one of the machines he used to lead, but he was still a man. He never felt it more in his life than when he was around her. “Mostly they are robots, but the commanders are always human.” Finally he looked up at her. Her delicate beauty made it clear to him how fragile she really was. Whether she though so or not, her life was in danger. Everything in him wanted to protect her. “We can’t stay here. Although this is a safe house, it is too well known to be safe forever.” He paused, pondering their options. What option did they really have but to run? Until they knew what they were facing, fighting would be foolish.
Mael glared at him. If he thought he was going to drag her all around the city today, he had another think coming. “I’ve got to call Joe. It’s the only way to find out what’s happening.”
Who was Joe? A boyfriend? Jowil’s heart fell, although he couldn’t figure why. She was nothing to him, why would he care if she were attached. In fact it should make things easier between them. Unexplainably, he was angry, and lashed out at her. “Don’t even think about contacting anyone! Until we know who is after us, and why, we can’t trust anyone. Not your family, and definitely not your boyfriend.”
Putting her hands on her hips, she stared at him, her mouth agape. Just who did he think he was? This arrogant b*****d couldn’t tell her what to do. Her eyes narrowed, mentally promising herself that she would contact Joe as soon as she could. She also decided not to let Jowil know that Joe was a girl. With a barely audible “Hmph,” she turned back toward the desk and absentmindedly poked the keyboard with a manicured finger.
Satisfied for the moment, Jowil opened one of the large lockers. He rummaged through the program cards and boots until he found something that would fit her. Staring at the dull combat boots, he imagined the argument that would ensue when he insisted that the spoiled redhead wear them. With a shrug, he purposely threw them onto the desk in front of her. As she looked at them, confusion swirling about her bright green eyes, he gruffly told her, “Get dressed.” Strangely enough, she didn’t argue. Instead, she gathered the things in her arms and strode regally toward the bathroom.
Smiling inwardly, Mael figured that this was the chance she was waiting for. After slipping the deadbolt into its place on the door, she dropped the horrid boots on the floor. She allowed her enviro-suit to go invisible so she could plug the card into the ‘brain’ on her inner thigh. The term enviro-suit is a misnomer if ever there was one. Rather than an actual suit, it was a soft strap that buckled around the upper thigh with a thin ‘brain’ that projected the clothing information. It was controlled by memory card like the one she held in her hand or by the owner’s mind. Once a memory card was inserted, those clothes could also be called by the owner’s mind. Looking down at the horrid clothes that covered her body, Mael could imagine ever wanting to wear them again. Besides, once she got out of here, she didn’t ever want to remember this again. Glancing toward the bolted door, she fingered the controls of her communicator.
oddball011:
yeaaa!!!!!
great update but when she said it was the chance she was waiting for did she mean she was gonna call Joe or run away?
Edit: Oh she is calling Joe , I knew that lol
J-Jay64:
im guessing shes calling joe xD
cant wait to see if joe is shocked at the call xD
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