Acid Reign : Genesis

Twenty-Eight

The roar of Ripp’s modified century old Mustang, echoed across the tundra of the Fringe. The shatterplow technology on the front was barely clearing the rocks and obstacles in time for the front tires to keep level traction.

Ripp shifted into a higher gear and kicked the pedal to the floor, pushing the beast to its limits. The engine screamed, but the only thing that mattered was getting to Lilly before it was too late.

Nun’s office was a dark red hue except for the blue light rising out of his holo-desk. Nun leaned forward into the light making his features demonic.

“She came to me. I had a contract and she asked for it. That’s what your kind does and last time I checked, she’s your kind.”

Nun glared at Gus, who was pacing back and forth, pulling at his hair.

“Come to think of it, she practically begged for it. Said she had something to prove to you and Ripp. So whatever is going on between you three is to blame, not me.”

Nun leaned back in his chair and tried to free his arms from the restraints again with no luck.

“No more talkin Nun. She just better be alive when Ripp gets to her.”

Nun knew he could push the situation because there was no way Gus was going to make it out of his building alive. His guards were waiting outside the door, ready for the order to breach, but for now, Nun was willing to let it all play out.

“She can take care of...”

The sound of the chambering shotgun cut Nun’s comment short. The dead cold expression and the fury living inside Gus’ eyes suddenly became all too real for the untouchable market baron. Nun decided it would be in his best interest to sit back in his chair and quietly focus on his own hopes for Lilly’s wellbeing.