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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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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.26

It had been unnerving seeing somebody else in the Kardiac uniform, even if it was just one of Melody’s illusions, so Eddy went straight to work after leaving the museum, putting himself into his suit and changing the color of the paint on his bike. As he dressed, hidden as far back in the alley across from the museum as he could get, he keyed over his communicator.

“Morning, Sil. What have you got for me?”

The voice at the other end held just a hint of sarcasm. “How about some advice?”

Kardiac scowled, locking his belt in place. “Not what I’m looking for. How about some crime?”

“I’ll make you a deal,” she answered. “I’ll give you a location if you come in tomorrow and let one of our doctor’s look you over. You’ve been running yourself ragged the last few weeks.”

Blue put her up to that...

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.18

The punching bag in the GCPD gym groaned and shuddered as Andy’s fists slammed it into the concrete. Two punches carved a deep welt into the beaten leather. The duct tape around the bag frayed and tore under the assault. He spun on his heel and kicked. His heel slammed onto the old leather. Dust flew into the air, catching on the morning sun. The bag jumped off its mooring chain and flew across the room. It smacked into the concrete wall with a dull thud.

“Crap.” Andy grabbed the fallen bag and hefted it up. It weighed as much as a person, if that person had a diet of lead weights, but he managed. Chains rattled and the bag returned to its proper place. Andy focused himself and threw another volley of punches into the already wounded bag.

“Ouch. What did that bag ever do to you?”

Andy t...

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.12

“Sleepwalker isn’t our only wildcard running around Garrison’s streets these days.” Silhouette’s crisp voice broke the silence that had briefly settled over the three men.

“Yeah, the Mid-Night Man.” Bluewolf and Kardiac both gave Capin an odd look. “Don’t look at me like that. I get to read the paper more since I lost my job.”

“Well, If he’s making the news…” Kardiac’s arms folded across his chest.

The cowl clad Capin grinned, “Hmm, I seem to recall one of us getting an actual picture in the Gazette a while back. I can’t remember…” He looked to Wolf. “Was it you?”

“No, I don’t think it was me.”

“Hmm…” Capin turned back, an over exaggerated arc to his brow. He seemed to be examining himself in his friend’s goggles.

Kardiac put a scowl on. “Shut up.” Capin’s grin grew wide.

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Hard Boiled – Episode Two: The Roof is on Fire 1.11

Kardiac was feeling a little better by the time he and Capin reached the Garrison Fort. He was no regenerator, but his ability to manipulate his own biological systems did help him recover faster… when he was awake, at least. Still… it was difficult even when he was well-rested, which made today’s recovery particularly painful.

He had joked with Capin about the rescue, but he knew the truth, and all it was doing was worsening his already sour mood. If Capin hadn’t gotten there when he did, Kardiac would be a dead man. The worse part is that the damage hadn’t been what had done him in…. It had been pure exhaustion.

As the two came over the wall into the Fort, Kardiac could see the familiar blue-gray silhouette of the group’s de facto leader, though Blue would never call himself that. Stil...

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