Tightbeam The Maze

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  1. Claudia Volpe

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    "I don't suppose you also just ordered a gunship too?" Claudia asked. It would be a long time before the authorities could get through the red tape and bring in something like that. Despite the fact that one gunship would end this all quite quickly. In CT command she had been given far too much experience in politics and procure over practicality.

    She grimaced as she tried to thread her care through traffic and then turn down a side road to join another parallel route. The car shook as she mounted the pavement and clipped a wall.

    "That's not buffing out. Why don't you build some actual fucking roads here," she complained. Thousands of years of history and architecture didn't seem as important as being able to keep up with those cars right now.

    "This is revenge. Those belters have to know they aren't coming out of this alive."
     
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    Lucrezia Dionisi Hell in High Heels

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    A snort was his only reply to the facetious question, but his crooked grin remained. Suppose they were just two victims of occupational hazard, maintaining (debatably) good humour in the face of military-grade weaponry and unsilenced rifle report.

    But what was a spy to do? Nerves of steel and a head screwed-on sideways were about the only qualities that buoyed you through the years of shit. No amount of straight shooting and connections could save your derrière if you couldn’t think your way out of a burning paper bag.

    “Haven’t dealt with OPA much, Dieu merci, but I get the feeling—” he grabbed onto the oh-shit-handle for a tight turn, “I get the feeling they treat their whole lives as a suicide mission.”

    Jean shook his head and directed her through the maze of one-ways and sidealleys that constituted the south bank of the Seine. They skidded through the narrow space of the double parked street just in time to witness the shootout careen at wild speeds across a bridge. Before Alina could so much as turn to follow, a well-aimed shot from the Dassault goons blew up the front tire of the van.

    With a deafening screech, the OPA vehicle veered into the (thin, metal, modern) fence and plummeted into the river below. The SUVs slowed down now that they weren’t being shot at anymore, rounding off the bridge at a more sedate speed.

    “Stick to the buyer,” he said, leaning out the window again to better see which street the black convoy disappeared down. “It’ll take the police a while to mobilise a unit for this mess.”
     
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    "You can't drive a van around Paris firing a machine gun without knowing you're not getting out of it."

    Claudia slowed to a sensible speed. The engine was complaining about the heat. As she saw the ragged remains of the fence in her side view mirror she couldn't help but think that the belters had probably hoped for a more distinguished end.

    "Wouldn't want to be the one in the strength frame now. Fuck, belters probably don't even know how to swim anyway."

    Claudia slipped her terminal from her pocket and broke all the rules of the road by tapping at the screen. Now she could hear the roar of a helicopter in the distance.

    She slotted the terminal into a cradle as it projected an aerial image that had closed on their vehicle.

    "Long enough for them to point a satellite this way though. Keep an eye in case I lose them."

    She wondered where they would be going in vehicles covered in dents and a few bullet holes. Probably somewhere safely behind some lawyers.
     
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    Lucrezia Dionisi Hell in High Heels

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    Jean lifted an eyebrow at the satellite feed that his partner in questionably legal surveillance activities accessed as casually as if it were her social account.

    Figurative social account, that is. People in their line of work didn’t exactly flaunt personal information on the net.

    He focused back on the road as they sped after the trio of SUVs. The aerial view felt like cheating, but it sure did make the job easier in the winding streets of downtown Paris. Their marks had slowed down now they didn’t have machine guns breathing down their necks, but they still had to keep their distance. The security goons were on high alert from the chase, and they’d driven their truck past enough times to raise some flags.

    Eventually the busted cars turned into a secluded underground garage in a quieter part of town. The beat of helicopter blades had long faded out, and the residential district was dead this time of night.

    “Pull up. This place is small, they’ll see us if we follow in the car.” Jean jumped out of the car to pursue them on foot, sidearm in one hand and his terminal in the other as he punched in their address.

    “There’s a few luxury apartments at the top of this building,” he murmured as they moved after the SUVs along the wall. “You got any way to check the camera security around here? If they spot us down here we’re fucked.”
     
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    Alina once again wished that she had more ammunition. Hopefully there wouldn't be any shooting, but a spare magazine would have bolstered her confidence. She wasn't used to working so alone. It didn't help that she knew almost nothing about Jean. Hadn't even been through a CQC training sim with him.

    Claudia edged along the wall, trying to keep her breathing under control. Even in the background noise of paris' outskirts at night it sounded loud enough to give her away.

    "I can, but using my token to access civilian feeds will raise more questions that tapping into TINSat."

    She cast her eyes around, realising how exposed they were. When she thought of how likely the bodyguards would be to open fire it made up her mind.

    "What do you want me to check? Any guards posted outside? Some of them must have been wounded in the chase given the damage to the SUVs."
     
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