Chapters (20)
She puts one foot on my chest and flips through the loop of our arms and slides down. I can smell the wax and the sweat on her spine. She puts both her palms flat on the wall and I cradle her as if I’m a chair. She rolls her head back to bite my neck and I feel the agony of the stress position and then the first touch of—
Amnesia.
It’s quite a long blackout and when I remember myself again she’s still kissing me and I realize that this time she didn’t take any and she knows exactly what she did and I hear her chuckle in her chest and she—
Amnesia.
—
“Doc—”
“Yes yes—”
“Doc I really got to go—”
“I said yes I KNOW—”
“You are not helping you are—”
“Fine but you also have to do that thing.”
“Tell me.”
“The Kircheisen system runs on some ancient bullshit code it is security by obsolescence.”
“Charlie cannot break it?”
“She can but not until she understands it and it will take too long. She needs a manual. Or better I think it is customized so the fastest thing is if we just ask the coder.”
“Well we can totally do that why—”
“We do not know who that is it is part of the obfuscation—”
“I am not—”
“Price! I put it on the board.”
“Yes?”
“That is how it works I did the school you do this. Fix it.”
“I am not a computer person!”
“Speak to Friday.”
“But—”
“Board.”
“But—”
“I am right now buying a dozen military-grade plasma cutters for rescue work we will not be doing under an oil rig. Speak to Friday. In person he will like that you are flying anyway doing your whatever.”
“It is not nearly in the same direction Doc—”
“It is on the board Price. Look there is Jack written underneath it is a Jack thing.”
“I—”
“The board says so Price it must be true.”
“…Yes ma’am.”
“Good.”
“Can we do the amnesia thing and this time you—”
“No. But I will tell you what I will do.”
“O yes?”
“I will show you what I remember.”
“O will you?”
“Yes. First you see there was—hhhhhsssst. Yes. There was that.”
“And now this?”
“Well—w—welllll no no last time we first did—”
“Hnnnn yes I see—”
“Not yet but now—”
“O o o”
“In-o o indeed o hoo o O”
“O”
Amnesia.
—
“Hey Mozart!”
“Fuck off Jack it is Rossini.”
“Is that like a religious holiday in Assholia?”
“And when you get to Fuckoffistan just keep right on fucking until you come out the other side.”
“You want to earn some money real fast?”
“I won’t have sex with you Jack.”
“Eight million seven hundred and five thousand five hundred euros untraceable.”
“…”
“…Mozart are you there?”
“…”
“…”
“…Ten million.”
“Fine.”
“Fifteen.”
“What?”
“Fifteen million you said yes to ten real fast.”
“Twelve.”