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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.55

Waking up was hard to do. It took Eddy a moment to realize where he was, after which the memories of the previous night came back like a flood. He looked over to her side of the bed. She wasn’t in it. Instinctively, his eyes drifted to the foot of the bed, in case she was standing there with her gun leveled with his head. She wasn’t there, either.

That was when he smelled the bacon. She was cooking him breakfast; an unusual thing for someone with as many servants as she no doubt employed. She was playing house, trying to make him feel like old times… trying to make him comfortable. Undoubtedly, her ultimate agenda required him to complete immerse himself in the illusion.

Still… he was never one to refuse fresh-cooked bacon...

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.49

“You’re going to make tomorrow night difficult, aren’t you?” Silhouette’s question was entirely rhetorical. She knew that Kardiac didn’t like being chaperoned, and she was certain that was how he was going to approach their mission. He was the one person on the squad who never really wanted to be part of a “team”, and probably the one who needed it the most.

“It wasn’t in the plan,” he replied, his voice crackling with the static undertone that he added while on the job. “Just don’t get in the way.”

She stepped up her pace, got in front of Kardiac, and wheeled to face him. “Why do you do that?”she asked, this time not expecting or waiting for an answer. “I don’t even want to be out there. This isn’t the life I chose. All I wanted was to help you guys coordinate your efforts...

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.48

Capin leaned his back against the cool cement of the Sandland Steel shipping warehouse. He winced as the weight of his body settled against at least one cracked rib, and he slipped his hand inside his coat. Not so far off the bedlam of sirens and news helicopters echoed an odd syncopation with his throbbing skull. It hurt to sigh, but he did it anyway.

“Are you alright?” As a medical doctor, Corin was rather versed in looking past a tough exterior that pretended it didn’t hurt. “I can take a look if-”

The Dapper Detective felt Enry tense up, tightening his support on Capin’s wounds. As the endorphins kicked in the adrenaline started pumping a little more. Enry was ready to hit somebody.”You have got to be joking.”

“What?” he replied, a bit taken aback...

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.46

Corin took a deep breath, I can’t believe that actually worked, he thought to himself. He picked himself up off the deck of the yacht, “Boy I hope whoever this is that Wolf needed to rescue is worth it.” Corin started to look around at his present situation. Each passing moment, the yacht they were on was sinking further and further into the harbor.

His first instincts told him that he should look for people who could be trapped on board. His legs were still rubber, as the Mid-Night Man walked the deck of the yacht. Suddenly the boat jerked violently as more of the yacht sank beneath the surface of the harbor, the shake of the boat caused the Starlight Sleuth’s tenuous grip on his balance to completely falter, sending him back to one knee.

As he was attempting to gather himself, two ...

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.44

The morning dawned gray and dingy. Low-lying clouds blocked out the majority of the sun, cloaking the city in a blanket of shadows. The nights seemed to be getting increasingly longer, and it was by no means the result of the changing of the seasons. They were barely breaking even out there and the effort was beginning to wear on Aaron. Not so much physically, but mentally. They needed an edge, but with each of them going in their own direction, despite the loose-knit confederation they had established, they just couldn’t manage to get that one step ahead. Maybe it was time to call in a few markers…

Aaron pressed the intercom, “Susan, could you put a call through to Rex Midas for me?”

The com-link emergency beacon screamed in his ear with the equivalent of the cry of a thousand eagles...Read More

Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.42

It had been like this for god knows how long. The cowl peeled itself back from his face and Capin rested his skull back against the cool steel work high above Garrison city. The lofty breeze halfheartedly worked to push off. His eyes closed, and he let a soft sigh get lost into the wind. Somewhere down below the sounds of sirens echoed down the streets, bouncing their way up the buildings until they were a faint whisper in one of his ears.

His eyelids peeled back open when the dispatcher starting calling all available units to the latest break out between two gangs through the transmitter in his other ear with less than a whisper. He heard all the words but none of them sank in. They were barely treading water. Every night the city burned hotter and darker and longer...

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.41

The Sleepwalker crouched forty-feet above a roaring stream of nighttime traffic. Cars streaked below him like burning insects. Wind and rain rattled the traffic cameras under his feet. Water pattered against his black poncho as he watched the trucks that slowed to take the Murphy-Lindberg Highway Bridge to Garrison City’s industrial district.

A few days earlier, he’d been nursing his wounds after being chased down by three – THREE – unmanned Predator gun drones and one disturbingly attractive assassin of Eastern European descent with a penchant for chain whips.

“You named her?”

“Owww. Not so loud, Sil. How do you turn down the volume on this – oh, wait, here it is. Yeah, I did. What, you’ve got the name she gave you. It’s not like her M.O. is terribly common...

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.39

The Previous Day…

It was nearly two in the afternoon before the last of the reporters that had camped out in front of his brownstone finally gave up the ghost and left. Kaye had spent the night at Melody’s and Aaron had warned them both to keep a low profile until the press found something else to occupy their time. With the coast clear, he slipped into his beemer and headed to the office.

True to her word, Jenna had an inch-thick file sitting in the center of his desk by the time he arrived. Aaron quickly scanned the information, committing key bit to memory, and paying close attention to the several photographs. He had just tucked the file safely away when Jenna Fairchild walked through the side door to his office...

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.30

*The following takes place during the museum fracas.*

“Oh, I know you pretty well. As for pet names, you can call me Silhouette, and I’m here to help…”

Sleepwalker reflected on the rather fluid definition of the word ‘help’ as a Predator unmanned gun drone tailed him through the alleyways behind Mainline’s brownstones. It deftly avoided the maze of clotheslines and fire escapes. The tiny VTOL engines hissed and hummed like window mounted air conditions in desperate need of a clean filter. The nose turret chuffed softly when it spat bullets at him.

Over the noise of the city, the average resident would never notice someone being hunted by a very expensive toy. At least I ticked off a quality group of people. Nothing but the best in modern technology to kill me.

Silhouette did help earlier ...

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.29

Bluewolf was behind schedule. The majority of the gala attendees had only perfunctory checks with Emergency Services and the squad of GCPD detectives that were called to the scene to take statements. This included Ryu, Kaye, and Melody. Because of his ‘actions’ Aaron was forced to endure a more in-depth interview. Detective Sergeant Jacobs had just transferred in from Atlanta, and wanted to go ‘by the book.’ A phrase that he was very fond of, Aaron found out. Nearly an hour had passed before Aaron was rescued by a familiar face.

“Jacobs,” Angela Sheldahl repeated his name for the third time before he looked up from his notepad, “It’s late and Mr. Matthews has had a helluva evening. I’m sure if you give him your card, he’ll call you to set up a time to fill out a report...

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