"To Kill A Runner" Chapter 14 "Drawing Dead" (Cyberpunk Fiction)

stray (64)in #story • 8 years ago (edited)

Slow burn of amber into gray ash, Jarome let a cigarette hang at the corner of his mouth as he tried to repair the tranquilizer dart rifle. In the Great Long House Casino RiverHead parking lot he examined where the plastic of the firing receiver warped and ruined.

“Damn 3-D printed guns are never meant to last more than one clip” Jarome said as he tried to pull the slide back but the metal spring breaking the transparent plastic. He tossed the ruined rifle to the vans cold floor and took the cigarette out of his mouth just to flick ash on the rifle. “Garbage!”

“Well I'm taking this for now “ Britney loaded the two 45. Caliber rounds into the spring magazine with a sideways twist and then loaded the magazine back into the handle of the gun with a click.

“No, Fuck that. How will I defend myself If someone comes out to stop me from jacking a car? “ Jarome scowled knowing they would need more firepower to pull off this heist.

“Trust Me, no one will be shooting at you, and I will need a distraction after my attack on River Head's Office. All the guards will be trying to kill me “ Magena tossed a crow bar to Jarome and spoke as if she was sure of her ability.

“So that's It, I am just supposed to hope and pray that her magic will get you two out of there alive? “

“No. Your role is hot wiring a vehicle so we can make a clean get away in about ten minutes. Sync your watches “ Megana tossed a sweatshirt at Britney and then one to Jarome, then pulling one over her head as well.

Britney had her pockets full of flash drives. Armed with viruses and exploits and two bullets in an out dated gun she opened the back of the van doors and the two women jumped out keeping their hoods up over their heads looking at the ground to avoid cameras recording their faces for at least a few minutes. Making their way to the automatic sliding doors and into the lobby quickly Magena called the service elevator while Britney slipped into a crowd of excited gamblers around the black jack tables. Keeping her eyes on the guards at opposite ends of the casino floor and placing a ten dollar bet on a table in order to look less awkward standing there.

It did not take long before all the guards rushed toward the service elevator in response to a emergency message in their wired ear pieces then in the panic of the guards quickly moved out of line and over to the money exchange counter and putting her glock 45. caliber pointed to the ceiling she fired one shot. The loud discharge stopped everyone in the casino and looked in the direction of Britney.

"THIS IS A FUCKING ROBBERY, EVERYONE ON THE FLOOR!!!" she shouted before jumping over the counter and
pointing the gun into the tellers faces. "ALL OF YOU ,OUT !!"

The tellers left their computer terminals and left the room. Enough time for Britney to push in a thumb drive and auto-run a script to root the kernel and get the terminal to display banking information. She downloaded the information too her thumb drive and pulled it out just seconds before a shot gun slug blew the monitor to pieces. She dropped to the floor and gripped the pistol sweating. Someone was firing one her and she was pinned down. A quick glance at her watch she knew she had to be out the door in four more minutes.

Another large slug dented a hole in the steel and tile counter she was taking cover behind. She desperately put her arm up with and aiming her last bullet out onto the casino floor without bringing her head up to look she knew she would miss her target but maybe it could buy her a few more seconds before someone put a shotgun slug in her cranium. gripping her empty gun and expecting the worst she closed her eyes and started crying fearing death in that moment.

Next came an animistic growl and a rapid burst fire of a full auto assault riffle. Screams of panicking casino patrons and Magenas shouting voice.

“Time To GO!!!, I HOPE YOUR FINNISHED!!”

Britney lifted her head up to see Magena with a PS-90 in one hand and a big smile across her face her clothes ripped up from transforming and her bare breast exposed to a crowd of fearful gamblers. Bleeding security at her feet she gestured with her free hand and Britney hopped over the counter and they both ran toward the exit. Outside, Jerome sat in the drivers seat of a Mercedes-Benz E-Class with the engine running. As the girls ran out he revved the engine and when they loaded into the back he floored the peddle and the tires squealed as the car peeled away. Turning the high beam lights on and speeding south on the highway.