Death Wagon 37
Working our way towards Nobel I answer as many questions as Lacey informs me about the institute. It houses the best medical minds in the world. It is true neutral ground, in the past one could literally walk into the building and do research or talk to these geniuses of medicine science. They catalogued all the medical knowledge and protocol in recorded history. I knew all this already, but just hearing again made me feel very small with my own knowledge of the medical field.
Billy made a ‘jacking off’ motion as I went on in awe about Nobel. “If those bastards are so helpful, why didn’t they grant you the loan to learn on the campus? Your scores for entry were up there from what you tell me. They gave you a pat on the head, and sent you on your way.”
Letting a sigh out, I shrug heavily. “I was born with L7. That automatically makes me a class five citizen. Then catching HEP-Z made me a one. They wouldn’t touch me.”
The mention of the HEP-Z tenses Billy. I let curiosity get the better of me. “Something on your mind, Billy?” I ask.
A fist flies into my face in reply, and Billy plasters himself against the passenger door. “You are dick!”
Stars swim in front of my eyes as I hold my jaw. “What?”
Billy, fumes. “What the hell man? You didn’t want to tell me in person?”
Clearing the cobwebs, I keep my free arm up defensively. “About what?”
Lacey holds Torq back from interfering. Billy looks more hurt than I feel. “About the shot, how you can’t afford it. You put on this brave face like everything is ok, when in what? Less than a day you are going to try and eat my face?”
“Kat told you?” I ask and Billy swoops in punching me in the ear. Jerking back in the seat I shout. “What was that one for?”
Billy’s features cascade to appall now, “You told Kat before me? You double dick!”
I snap glaring towards my best friend. “I just couldn’t do it anymore. Eight years! Eight long years of housing this thing in me. Thirty nine years of Aegis shots, that is hell. On over half of them I could never afford for them to put me out when they did the procedure!”
Billy’s face pales, stunned at the news. His throat lumps, “I get my shot a month before you. You mean all those times I had to borrow credits to pay for the sedatives from you…”
I jut my chin out defiantly. “A few times, yeah. Not every time.” I can feel my anger fading into exhaustion already.
Billy wipes at his eyes, “Why would you do that? For me?”
Turning my gaze to the steering wheel, I lower my hands. “Because you are cre- my friend. The best friend I have.”
He looks out the window away from me, “You are still a dick.” He mutters bitterly.
Shifting my jaw I turn the wheel guiding the ambulance down the street. “So if Kat didn’t tell you, who did?”
Billy clears his throat, “I…I…uh hacked your account a while back. Since you started acting all weird.”
“Now who is the dick?” I say sarcastically.
“Hey! You knew what kind of person I was when I signed on. What I do shouldn’t be a surprise.” Billy retorts.
“Touché.”
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Driving for another two hours, I get that itching feeling we are being followed. Periodically a patrol car would cross our path or come up behind the rig. In turn they would trail us a ways and then pull away as if not to spook us just yet.
Billy rubs his eyes, having been staring at the data pads and occasionally mumbling. “Nothing. I got nothing. They got that system locked tight. I can access their protocols as that are public record but anything concerning getting in there is a no go. We’d have to have clearance we just don’t have.”
Lacey and Torq shared another pad, reading through whatever they had gotten a hold of. Kat rotated the turret now and then letting me know she was still active. “We are still about twenty minutes out from Nobel, we need a way in. Does anyone have anything?” I ask not really expecting a response.
“I think I found something, Suture.” Lacey said stifling a yawn.
Noting another patrol car tailing us, this one was being a bit bolder than the others. “What is it, Lacey?” I ask, as the vehicle pulls within scanning range behind the ambulance.
“Nobel is an institute for medical practice and of course education.”
Billy cuts in, “We already know that.”
“Stop cutting me off, you ass.” Lacey glowers at the navigator before continuing. “As I was saying it is a place for education. It also functions as a medical facility during emergencies.”
This perks my interest, “What kind of emergencies?” this was so simple it made me feel foolish for over thinking the problem.
“Any. They are bound by the laws of the United Nations. They cannot bar access to those in distress.”
Billy gives a short laugh, “The United Nations? That joke died nearly ninety years ago.”
Ignoring him I wince as the patrol car hits it lights signaling for us to pull over. “What is the status of that law? Oh by the way, we have company.”
Lacey scratches the stubble on her head. “It says the law is still in place.”
Instead of pulling over I punch the lights and sirens, accelerating the rig. I nod towards Billy a grin springing to my lips, “You heard the lady, pipe that in to Nobel!”
The officer did not take us not heeding the request to stop very well. Buzzing angrily behind the rig ineffectively, I could see it had no visible weapons. He was just making a lot of noise. Billy looks back towards the pursing car, “What is he doing? He has no back up.”
Squinting, Billy continues, “He is not even on the comm. He is just driving like an idiot.”
I figure we don’t have time for this, “Kat…junk his tires and let’s lose him.” I say, growing irritate at the noise of the patrol car’s shrill siren.
Taking a sharp turn, watching civilian vehicles get out of the way. Blue clad citizens scattering or stopping on the sidewalk to watch Death Wagon roar by. A frown reaches my lips as I fail to hear the thundering chug of Kat’s machine guns. “Kat? What’s the hold up?”
Torq speaks up, “She says he is not a problem, she has…convinced him to help us. He is an escort. She also says we have to hurry she can’t hold onto him for much longer.”
For once I am grateful at how powerful Kat’s abilities were becoming. Billy distracts me as he clamps a hand over his mouth to stop from laughing. Blacking out the screen on the data pad he snorts and composes himself. “What now?” I ask pulling Death Wagon back on course towards Nobel.
Billy just shakes his head, “You are not going to believe this. Ready?” Before I can nod he flicks the screen back on. A yawning freckle faced of a boy that couldn’t be over thirteen blinks blearily on the pad.
“Junior archive administrator Icarus Hill speaking. Why have you activated emergency protocol…” He glances away to obviously read something. “United Nations one, clause sixty seven?”
The red glow of Nobel looms ahead as I push the accelerator, traffic parting to make way and the shrill of the patrol car wailing behind us. Billy chews his lip. He does this when he about to give someone the truth.
“Well we have an emergency obviously, Junior.”
Nonplused the kid yawns again, “That is Junior Archive Administrator to you, sir. Who are you anyways, and what is the nature of the emergency?”
Billy holds up his hands, “Well excuse me, Junior Archive Administrator Icarus Hill. We actually have more than one emergency. My driver needs an Aegis shot in less than sixteen hours. We also got a member of the Martian royal family that has a head injury, and oh yeah, we have a woman with an active immunity system. That enough of an emergency for you?”
The kid doesn’t seem to take it in, “I can route you to the nearest clinic. The closest Mars embassy is…wait…what? You are making a claim that you have someone with an actual active immunity system?” Ah, the hamster in the kid’s head was waking up…
Billy smiles and puts on the charm, “That’s right, all that and a bag of soy chips. Tell me something ki- Junior Administrator, Icarus. What did you do to land the duty of monitoring these ancient back channels?”
The kid shifts nervously, “Nothing. All junior administrators have to take on this duty for a short time.”
Billy chuckles, “Rrrriiiggghhhttt. What you do, kiss the wrong girl? Steal some rations?”
Shaking his head the kid huffed, “It was nothing like that.”
“Oh, so it was something.”
Glaring from the pad the kid, finally gave in. “I wasn’t ready for the spectral anatomy test, so I quarantined the classroom. I needed more time to study.”
Billy laughs and even I smile. “Icarus I would have done the same thing. Look we are right on top of the building; we need a bay to pull into.”
The kid wipes an eye, “I don’t have clearance to let you in.”
Billy cocks a brow, “But you don’t have the clearance to keep us out either.”
The screen splits as another face appears yawning, with wise doe eyes wiping away sleep. “Icarus, who you talking to? It is nearly four in the morning.”
Billy jumps in before Icarus, “My name is Billy, and we have an emergency situation. Icarus here was about to let us in. So what bay, Icarus?”
Icarus winces, “I told you I don’t have the clearance to do that. Go back to sleep, Tesla. I’m sorry we can’t help you and I am not going to wake up the Senior administrators.”
Tesla apparently had other ideas, “Bay one zero one. I can see you already on the camera. Where you from?”
I grin as I angle Death Wagon towards a roll door that lights up and begins to open. “We’re from Stratus City, and thank you, Tesla.” Billy sets the pad down as the rig rolls into the open bay.
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I shut down the engine and turn to see the patrol car pull in behind us. Looks like Kat finally lost her control on the officer, as he swings the door open and crouched behind it pistol drawn. Billy pulls his sidearm and calls to the patrolman. “Look pal, I don’t want to hurt you. We have wounded here.”
The door on the left side of the bay opens and a small gang of six kids barely in their teens rushes into the room with a gurney, lead by Tesla. The officer lines up his shot and pulls the trigger. Nothing. Billy flinches, and tries his own gun. Nothing.
“What gives? The trigger is stuck!” Billy cocks the slide on his firearm, and fumes. “What the hell?!?”
Icarus runs in after the gaggle of children, “We are going to get into so much trouble for this!”
Tesla views the scene and waves the others towards the rig ignoring the attempted gun battle. “You might as well put the guns away they don’t work here. All firearms are chipped they don’t work in the building. Nobel is a place of absolute neutrality. If you really want to, you can take it outside.”
The officer grabs his radio yelling for backup half way through his request he slumps down, radio clattering from his hand. I glance back as Kat nearly falls from the turret stirrups. Blood coursing from her nostrils, her eyes flutter shut. Panic fills my chest as Torq moves to steady her.
Getting Kat on the gurney the kids immediately start hooking her to oxygen and data readers. Tesla looks to me, “Icarus filled me in on the injuries vaguely. What is her status, know afflictions.”
Baffled, I ramble out what Telsa requests of me. “Where are the adults? You are just a bunch of kids.” Billy states just as confused as I am.
Tesla motions for the gurney to be taken away, and sets her hands on her hips. Torq goes with Kat, not letting go of her hand.
Looking paradoxically tough Tesla juts out her chin towards Billy. “They are sleeping and have other things to do. We are ALL qualified to handle the nature of these emergencies. Save for your friend’s Aegis shot. Now, if you want to see my qualifications I will take you to the nearest chip reader and you can read all eight pages of it.”
I have never seen Billy put in his place so neatly, and it is my turn to keep from laughing. Billy crosses his arms in defeat, “Fine. Do your thing.”
Tesla snaps her heels and turns away from Billy, having another crew check on the fallen officer. They report the officer is unconscious. Light bruising on the neck but no other damage, the new crew hoists and wheels him away.
Sticking with Tesla and Icarus, I motion for Lacey. Tesla is deep in her game, “What afflictions do you have, ma’am?” she asks with practiced poise.
Lacey shrugs, “According to my companions I don’t have any.” Icarus, shakes his head and pulls out a bio scanner. “Everyone has something.”
After a few waves of the scanner, Icarus pales. Telsa looks over at the readout. “That is not possible, Miss…”
Lacey sighs, “My name is Lacey. Lacey Peterson.”
Tesla pulls her own bio scanner, “Nothing on the spectrum, nothing at all. I’m running the whole range.” Glancing up Tesla, steps back utterly amazed. “Would you mind submitting some tissue samples?”
Lacey chuckles bitterly, “I thought you’d never ask.”
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