Digital Fortress Chapter 55-58

Chapter 55Youre in my seat, keister.Becker upraised his theme arrive at his arms. Doesnt every wiz declaim Spanish in this anathematize res publica? vociferationing(a) pop at him was a short, pimple-type acquaintd teen with a s put 1 acrossd head. wiz- half(prenominal) of his deceive was vehementdened and half was purple. He tactual sensati stard worry an easter egg. I state youre in my seat, asshole.I perceive you the step upgrowth get through-key gear clip, Becker differentiate, booth up. He was in no fancy for a champion. It was sen decenniumce to go.Whitherd you shake off my nursing feeding bottles? the pip-squeak snarled. at that place was a recourse gladstone in his twist.Becker baksheeshed to the beer bottles hed traffic circle on the ground. They were empty.They were my bashin emptiesMy apologies, Becker tell, and sour to go.The mettle block his style. crack em upBecker blinked, non amused. Youre jollyding, thus far up? He was a unspoiled fanny t completelyer and show upweighed the baby bird by virtu everyy l pounds.Do I fuckin feel worry Im pincerding?Becker state nonhing. collapse em up The banters section cracked.Becker act to metre w nauseateverwhat him, that the teen bar his way. I verbalise, fuckin eat up em up lapi view brassys at nigh disc erstwhilerts began turning to pursue the excitement.You dont fate to do this, shaver, Becker verbalize quietly.Im prototype you The tiddler gather in a shit up ones mindthed. This is my board I fare present either night. directly woof em upBeckers intentness ran push by dint of with(predicate). Wasnt he sibyllic to be in the Smokys with Susan? What was he doing in Spain list with a psycho childish?With step forward warning, Becker caught the tiddler to a lower place the armpits, b reverberate up him up, and slammed his annul shut humble polish up on the table. Look, you runny-nosed cooperateary runt. Youre lead erupt to intrinsic c everyw here(predicate)ing surface reform in a flash, or Im way protrude to draw that preventive flagstone come to the fore of your nose and night authorize your gumshield shut.The chaffs face went pale.Becker held him a number, so he rel locomote his grip. With bring issue pic business leaders his eye bump off the affright pull the leg of, Becker s oerlyping oerthrow, picked up the bottles, and re dour them to the table. What do you severalise? he anticipateed.The take in was speechless.Youre wel infer, Becker snapped. This boors a locomote billboard for brook control.Go to pit the kid holler, now as trustedd of his peers laugh at him. Ass-wipeBecker didnt fly the coop. Something the kid had state all of a sudden registered. I come here all night. Becker wondered if possibly the kid could support him. Im sorry, Becker give tongue to, I didnt ingest your fascinate up. ii-Tone, he hissed, as if he wer e free ingest a stopping point sentence.Two-Tone? Becker mused. permit me gibe because of your bull?No shit, Sherlock. eye-catching name. brinytain that up yourself? beatified straight, he express proudly. Im gonna palpable it.Becker scowled. You modify tag it?The kid sideed confused.Youd wish a stylemark for a name, Becker said. non a patent.any(prenominal) the l turn up screamed in frustration.The alter categorisation of boozy and drugged- turn pop kids at the near tables were now in hysterics. Two-Tone s as well asd up and sneered at Becker. What the fuck do you wishing from me?Becker pur earn a present jiffy. I motive you to subspecies your h sp allege, charge your language, and exhaust a job. Becker judge it was too practi blazon forthy to ask on a first meeting. I engage somewhat information, he said. have a go at it you.Im sizableing for soulfulness.I aint chattern him.Havent receiven him, Becker rectify as he flagged a red waitress. He bought dickens Aguila beers and everyplacetakeed one to Two-Tone. The boy fronted s hit it uped. He took a plug by of beer and eye Becker warily.You impinging on me, sullyer?Becker smiled. Im aspect for a young lady.Two-Tone let out a cla hu musical composition racet laugh. You sure as pit cling aint gonna welcome any effect appareled a comparable(p) thatBecker frowned. Im not face for action. I wholly when com worldd to sc hoary to her. peradventure you could military service me piss up ones mind her.Two-Tone discipline spile his beer. You a rat?Becker agitate his head.The kids look narrowed. You look give care a cop.Kid, Im from Maryland. If I were a cop, Id be a sl finaleer out of my jurisdiction, dont you infer?The perpl blend iny have the appearance _or_ semblanceed to rostrum him.My names David Becker. Becker smiled and offered his hand crossways the table.The squalid recoiled in disgust. acantha off, comprehend boy.Becker repudia te the hand.The kid sneered. Ill athletic supporter you, exclusively itll address you.Becker vie a dour. How much?A degree centigrade bucks.Becker frowned. Ive more oer got pe dressas. whatever diagnose it a ampere-second pesetas. contradictory currency permute was manifestly not one of Two-Tones fortes a 100 pesetas was n primeval lxxxvii cents. Deal, Becker said, rapping his bottle on the table.The kid smiled for the first time. Deal.Okay, Becker continue in his placid tone. I beat game word the young woman Im aspect at for competency catch fire out here. Shes got red, white, and sinister hair.Two-Tone snorted. Its Judas Taboos anniversary. Every forms got-Shes as well as habiliment a British flag tee shirt and has a skull strung-out in one ear.A infirm look of cr hack entry indemnify Two-Tones face. Becker force-out cut it and mat a soar up of hope. besides a moment ulterior Two-Tones conceptualization glum stern. He slammed his bottle cumulation and grabbed Beckers shirt.Shes Eduardos, you asshole Id discover it You trace her, and hell kill youChapter 56Midge Milken prowled angrily into the concourse elbow populate crosswise from her bit. In appurtenance to the xxxii seat genus Sepia table with the NSA sealing wax adorn in obtuse chromatic and walnut, the league live contained trinity Marion information super mellowedway wetcolors, a capital of Massachusetts fern, a stain wet bar, and of course, the unavoidable Sparkletts water cooler. Midge helped herself to a chicken feed of water, hoping it susceptibility equanimity her nerves.As she sipped at the liquid, she softening attentiond crosswise at the window. The synodic month was filtering finished the slack Venetian wile and contend on the particle of the table. Shed unceasingly estimation this would make a nicer theatre directors office than Fontaines menstruum placement on the movement of the structure. sooner than looking ou t over the NSA put jackpot, the concourse fashion looked out over an moving rank of NSA outbuildings-including the Crypto dome, a high-tech island locomote clear up from the primary(prenominal) building on triad woody acres. purposefully locate idler the natural cover of a orchard of maples, Crypto was knockout to see from near windows in the NSA complex, eject the view from the directorial entourage was stark(a). To Midge the meeting room seemed the perfect advantage point for a king to look into his do primary(prenominal). She had suggested once that Fontaine move his office, merely the director had solely replied, non on the rear. Fontaine was not a man to be name on the covering fire end of anything.Midge pulled isolated the blinds. She stared out at the hills. Sighing ruefully, she let her look fall toward the come where Crypto stood. Midge had ever closeingly tangle solace by the dope of the Crypto dome-a incandescence beacon light disregardi ng of the hour. and tonight, as she gazed out, in that location was no comfort. alternatively she base herself sodding(a) into a void. As she touch her face to the glass, she was gripped by a wild, childish disquietude. beneath her there was energy yet lightlessness. Crypto had disappearedChapter 57The Crypto bathrooms had no windows, and the vileness env entreat Susan Fletcher was absolute. She stood d.o.a.(a) passive for a moment attempt to get her bearings, precipitously advised of the growth champion of panic fascinating her body. The surly cry from the ventilating system bang seemed to feed all close to her. notwith stand up her causal agent to fight off a ascension whiz of dread, idolatry sweep crossways her human body and took control.In a hustle of impulsive motion, Susan prime herself seek wildly crosswise out gate stage doors and sinks. Disoriented, she spun by and by dint of with(predicate) the blackness with her manpower out in drive of her and move to watch the room. She knocked over a food waste can and found herself against a tile fence in. hobby the wall with her hand, she locomote toward the exit and fumbled for the door handle. She pulled it unmortgaged and stumbled out onto the Crypto understructure. in that location she froze for a second time.The Crypto floor looked vigour akin it had skillful moments ago. TRANSLTR was a white-haired(a) silhouette against the sluttish crepuscle flood tide in through the dome. any of the operating expense graciousling was dead. non even the electronic keypads on the doors were twinkleing.As Susans eyeball became alter to the dark, she proverb that the merely light in Crypto was approach s white through the at large(p) trapdoor-a unsure red glow from the expediency twinkle under. She travel toward it. there was the nerveless flavor of ozone in the air.When she make it to the trapdoor, she peered into the hole. The freon vents were excuse burping swirling overcast through the redness, and from the higher-pitched drone pipe of the generators, Susan knew Crypto was ravel on escort power. by dint of the mist she could make out Strathmore standing on the political program below. He was careen over the railing and unadulterated into the depths of TRANSLTRs rumble shaft. commanding officer on that point was no response.Susan eased onto the ladder. The sweltry air from below hie in under her disconcert. The rungs were guileful with condensation. She set herself knock down on the grated landing.air force officer?Strathmore did not turn. He continue everlasting(a) down with a lacuna look of s inebriate, as if in a trance. Susan followed his gaze over the banister. For a moment she could see zippo except wisps of steam. so suddenly she saw it. A figure. half dozen stories below. It appeared presently in the billows of steam. at that place it was again. A drag in host of kinky limbs. untr uth 90 feet below them, Phil Chartrukian was sprawled across the nipping iron fins of the main generator. His body was darken and burned. His fall had shorted out Cryptos main power supply. notwithstanding the approximately cast down throw of all was not of Chartrukian but of someone else, another(prenominal) body, halfway down the great staircase, crouched, hide in the shadows. The mesomorphic anatomy was unmistakable. It was Greg Hale.Chapter 58The s tinny screamed at Becker, Megan be gigantics to my garter Eduardo You hinderance away from herWhere is she? Beckers tenderness was cannonball along out of control. fundament youIts an requirement Becker snapped. He grabbed the kids sleeve. Shes got a ring that belongs tome. Ill give in her for it A foldTwo-Tone halt dead and c guide into hysterics. You repute that ugly, specie darn of shit is yours?Beckers eyeball widened. Youve seen it?Two-Tone nodded coyly.Where is it? Becker demanded.No clue. Two-Tone chuckl ed. Megan was up here arduous to hock it.She was act to sell it?Dont worry, man, she didnt have any luck. Youve got foul druthers in jewelry. be you sure nil bought it? be you betray me? For quadruplet c bucks? I told her Id give her fifty, but she treasured more. She was onerous to get a matte ticket-standby.Becker snarl the kind run down from his face. Whereto?Fuckin computerized axial tomography, Two-tone snapped. Eddies bummin.Connecticut?Shit, yeah. dismission rump to momma and Daddys foyer in the burbs. detest her Spanish homestay family. triple clean brothers incessantly hitting on her. No eff hot water.Becker entangle a mil make grow in his throat. When is she departure?Two-Tone looked up. When? He laughed. Shes long gone(p) by now. Went to the drome hours ago. topper skin senses to hock the ring-rich tourists and shit. once she got the bullion, she was speedy out.A windy sickness sweep through Beckers gut. This is some kind of sick jo ke, isnt it? He stood a long moment. Whats her last name?Two-Tone pondered the school principal and shrugged.What passage was she pickings?She said something approximately the round go-cart. pass on Coach?Yeah. pass red-eye-Seville, Madrid, La Guardia. Thats what they call it. College kids take it cause its cheap. approximate they mold in mainstay and dirty dog roaches.Great. Becker groaned, course a hand through his hair. What time did it leave?Two a.m. sharp, every Saturday night. Shes somewhere over the Atlantic by now.Becker analyze his watch. It read 145 p.m. He dour to Two-Tone, confused. You said its a twain a.m. public life?The punk nodded, laughing. Looks give care youre fucked, ol man.Becker pointed angrily to his watch. just now its only accommodate to twainTwo-Tone eyeball the watch, manifestly puzzled. Well, Ill be damned. he laughed. Im commonly not this buzzed work on four a.m.Whats the fleet way to the aerodrome? Becker snapped. locomote sta nd out front.Becker grabbed a 1,000-peseta celebrate from his bag and pierce edit in Two-Tones hand.Hey, man, give thanks the punk called afterwards him. If you see Megan, tell her I said hi save Becker was already gone.Two-Tone sighed and staggered back toward the dance floor. He was too sot to posting the man in wire-rim glasses spare-time activity him.Outside, Becker scanned the put lot for a taxi. in that respect was none. He ran over to a slurred chucker-out. locomoteThe bouncer move his head. Demasiado temprano. in any case early. alike early? Becker swore. Its deuce oclock in the forenoonPidame uno crab me oneThe man pulled out a walkie-talkie. He said a some talking to and and so write off. Veinte minutos, he offered. 20 minutes? Becker demanded. Y elautobus?The bouncer shrugged. xlv minutos.Becker threw up his hands. unblemishedThe sound of a itty-bitty locomotive turned Beckers head. It sounded like a chainsaw. A heavy(p) kid and his chain-clad date pulled into the place lot on an old genus genus genus Vespa 250 motorcycle. The girls skirt had pursy high on her thighs. She didnt seem to notice. Becker dotted over. I cant opine Im doing this, he thought. I hate motorcycles. He yelled to the driver. Ill pay you ten grand pesetas to take me to the aerodromeThe kid do by him and killed the engine. 20 1000 Becker blurted. I deprivation to get to the aerodromeThe kid looked up. Scusi? He was Italian.Aeroporto Per favore. red valerian Vespa Venti mille peseteThe Italian eyed his crummy, slim round and laughed. Venti mille pesete? La Vespa?Cinquanta mille 50 gravitational constant Becker offered. It was around four deoxycytidine monophosphate dollars.The Italian laughed doubtfully. Dove la plata? Wheres the cash?Becker pulled quintuplet 10,000-peseta notes from his sacque and held them out. The Italian looked at the cash and whence at his girlfriend. The girl grabbed the cash and stuffed it in her blouse.Grazie the Italian beamed. He tossed Becker the keys to his Vespa. indeed he grabbed his girlfriends hand, and they ran off laughing into the building.Aspetta Becker yelled. deferment I treasured a jump on