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A Worse Idea 49
Prometheus was conscious of the way the seconds moved. Each one passed inexorably, bringing the cops closer to his location. Each second that passed was a second he hadn’t spent killing Randy. Made things feel more urgent. He didn’t want to kill this sad cyborg. But at the same time he did, didn’t he? “What’s […]
A Worse Idea 48
Anne called the police, speaking in hushed whispers right outside the door to the fast food joint. Meanwhile, Prometheus walked towards Randy. His fancy shoes tapped against the tacky, blue-and-white tiles. His face didn’t show emotion, which was just the way he liked things. Randy was the opposite. Sitting down, he was finishing off the […]
A Worse Idea 47
When Prometheus walked into the fast food joint, he figured one of two things were likely to happen. Either: a) Nobody would be there. It might’ve been because the signal had somehow messed up, or someone had somehow taken Shade’s tracker and left it there. or (and this seemed very likely by Prometheus’s estimation): b) […]
A Worse Idea 46
“Are you sure Shade didn’t want to go missing?” Prometheus asked. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure. Why?” Anne asked. Prometheus drove the car into the fast food parking lot. “Seems like an odd place for a kidnapper to go.” “You’re saying kidnappers don’t ever want a burger?” Anne asked. “Kidnappers are people too. They just, you […]
A Worse Idea 45
Janet laughed. She hadn’t had this much fun in a long, long time. Next Chapter Previous Chapter
A Worse Idea 44
Something had gone very, very wrong. Randy wasn’t sure of much, but he was sure of that. He was supposed to be with Shade, protecting the girl, making sure none of the assassins got to her. But something deep inside of him had brought him elsewhere. He sat at the fast food joint, eating a […]
A Worse Idea 42
Prometheus took in a deep breath. “I hated heroes once, too.” “Ugh, you’re trying to be relatable?” Anne asked. “You’re a rich old guy. You’re not relatable. You’re old.” Prometheus didn’t say a word. He just looked at Anne. A bit of a smile slipped onto his lips, to spite him. “Alright, I want to […]
A Worse Idea 41
A few minutes passed. “I’m actually sorry to bug you with all this shit,” Anne said, looking out the car window at a row of condominiums. Years ago, when she was a kid, she was able to see the ocean view. But then they’d built tons of huge condominiums, because apparently there hadn’t already been […]
A Worse Idea 40
Anne sat in the passenger seat of Prometheus’s big-ass car, while he drove down A1A. “Shouldn’t we check the bar first?” Anne asked. “No need,” Prometheus said. “She probably wouldn’t go back there if she thought someone was after her.” “So…” Anne said. “What are we gonna do?” Prometheus grinned. “Science.” He called Sharise with […]