By Lyda Morehouse
First the LINK-an interactive, implanted computer-transformed society. Then got here the angels-cybernetic manifestations that claimed to be operating God's will... yet former cop Deidre McMannus has had her hyperlink implant removed-for a criminal offense she did not dedicate. and he or she hasn't ever believed within the angels.All that may swap while a guy named Michael looks at her door.
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It's him. It's Letourneau. You're ratting him out. That's why you want me to do it ... because you can't without implicating yourself. No wonder pressure has been coming from all sides. " His face was wide with surprise. I couldn't tell if I'd played him right yet or not. " He schooled his expression. " "But, I'm right aren't I? You're one of them . . " I beckoned him into the office. " He nodded. I looked him over. If he was the mastermind behind the LINK-angels, I'd have to reassess my impression of his intellect.
I sputtered. Now he was acting like the wireheads I knew, with their I-rule-the-world-by-my-genius-alone attitude. "Right," I said sarcastically. "Come back to Earth, Michael. You're taking this archangel role too seriously. " "I can't expose my involvement . . " "I get it," I said. " He nodded, and stopped pacing. "Where am I at the end, when the curtain comes down, Michael? " He crossed his arms in front of his chest. He stood with his legs slightly apart, like an athlete. The line his body formed was arrow-straight.
Sin is always the path of least resistance. " I demanded. His eyes rolled up into his head. "Thus is the word of our Lord. " "Amen," I said, continuing the service. I let go of his collar. The preacher's knees buckled and he dropped to the floor. The excitement taxed his already overworked neurons, and his head lolled against the glass. A small crowd had gathered. Twice in one day I found myself fleeing the scene of, if not a crime, then, at least serious assault charges. Maybe it was the fear behind my eyes, but no one made a move to stop me.
Archangel Protocol by Lyda Morehouse