Chapter Eight
December 18, 2229, Neo Southern California Metroplex, Private Hangar of Rabbit-class transport LLT9208 Pegasus
“You might be disappointed,” Jia commented as she set her flitter down in the hangar. “Just keep that in mind.”
“Why would I be disappointed?” Erik asked. “Lanara said she had something she wanted to show me. She’s not into screwing with people.”
“Sure, but you know her.” Jia shrugged. “She might have gotten distracted by whatever shiny new project popped into her head. What she considers important and what you and I consider important aren’t always the same thing.”
The MX 60 was parked in the hangar beside the Pegasus, the window tint set to full opacity. There weren’t any obvious additions to the vehicle, but that made sense. Erik needed weapons that could be
