7Not happy, Eric plodded along after Peyton. King or Marcus usually went with him when he needed to talk to the crazy lady. Today Marcus was following their cyborg geek on his day off and King had some pressing business at his restaurant. There’d been no one else available and he’d had no excuse to give Peyton for refusing without confessing what he and Marcus had been investigating. So he trudged behind Peyton while wishing he was back at the console working on decoding the geeky cyborg’s file.
They walked two levels down into what essentially was an underground tank converted into a modern bomb shelter. The woman paced inside her cell, looking like a tiger walking round and round the cage. Eric felt tingles along his spine as her gaze reached out to land on him. He could only imagine wh
