surrounding
me. Unfortunately, Camden
didn’t believe in coincidence and he knew he would have to act coolly and
quickly.
First things first, he thought and called Ari on the intercom. In a
forceful and snappish tone said,
“Drive me to the nearest
rooftop coffeehouse.”
Ari was a little taken aback at
Camden’s tone, but answered back in his usual friendly way.
“Of course, sir, an unexpected
stop. I see we do have some extra
time before your …”
“Oh, just shut up and do what
you are paid to do…drive…and make sure you stay on your course today!” Camden abruptly cut him off mid
sentence. Ari was shocked at Camden’s
sudden rudeness. In the ten years
he had worked for him, he had never found Camden to be unfriendly like this, a
little moody sometimes, but never downright rude. And what an odd thing to say, he questioned, “Make sure you stay on your course today.” What did Camden even mean? Ari realized that something was
definitely not right and looking around, he too noticed the government
transports that were in obvious pursuit of them now. He gripped the steering unit tight and wondered what Camden
could have done to warrant this much company.
Meanwhile, Camden was
scrambling to open a safe unit under his seat. He had never used this hidden compartment before and he
struggled to remember the combination. Damn! The first set of numbers he tried failed to unlock it. His transport was custom built, so no
one, aside from him and Ari, knew this little hide-a-way even existed. He worked quietly and quickly, knowing
that whoever was inside of the pursuing transports had probably been listening
in for quite a few minutes. 4 .. 7 .. 2 .. 9…2 .. 3 .. he thought as his fingers frantically pressed the
numbers into the safe’s keypad. “Click!” It opened. “Yes!” Camden said under his breath and
quickly forced his rolling bag into the compartment, pulling a small notebook
out of the front pocket as he did so. He slid the notebook inside his jacket and then tried to close the
compartment door. The case was a
little too large and he had to push and push to force it in. Finally, after a
short struggle…success. The safe door snapped into place and automatically re-locked. He replaced the upholstery over the
keypad and sat back in his chair. He shut his eyes for a second and took a deep breath. He must look calm and unsuspecting when
they stopped.
Being cool did not come as
naturally to Ari as it did to Camden, and he began wiping beads of sweat off
his forehead when he spotted below him a trendy looking coffee house and herbal
supplement shop. Every surface of this small rooftop attachment, including the
doorway and arches was painted a different bright color. The lighting inside was changing its
shade in a rhythmic pattern, set to match the blaring music. Ari directed the transport to the
parking lot without confirming the location with Camden; something he wouldn’t
do under normal circumstances. Especially with a boisterous place like this, it wasn’t exactly Camden’s
style. The parking lot was
relatively empty even though the place itself looked like it was teeming with
life. The offices in the building,
no doubt, provided a steady stream of clientele for this local jumping hot
spot. The four government
transports patiently followed Ari and landed discreetly around the lot.
Camden opened the door to step
out, rolling his eyes at Ari for the choice of location. He had a hard time believing anyone
would buy that he would actually choose to be here. But he stood up straight, put on his best smile, and walked
with purpose toward the colorful coffeehouse, pretending not to notice the
government bodies emerging from their transports.
“Professor Riles,” a gruff
voice called out from behind him.
Here we go, Camden thought as he turned to respond to the
gentleman.
Chapter Seven
The
Witold Gombrowicz, Benjamin Ivry
Gemma Halliday, Jennifer Fischetto