02-09-2024, 10:45 AM
Hayden wasn't sure Nox was going to kill the guy. He was normal. He was Atharim. And they had a whole train ride to do it but still, Hayden wasn't sure Nox was going to pull it off.
But he did. Zef had been right. Why was he even following the kid. It would be so much easier to distract himself if he'd offered to come with Nox on his trip. Why was he shadowing him? Oh cause they thought he'd flake out.
Hayden couldn't find much out about him. He even went so far as to check out his medical records which were only found in Moscow. He couldn't reach as far as the US and even then he doubted he'd find anything. This kid didn't exist on paper, and he didn't exist in the Atharim database beyond the year he'd been in the CCD. Funny how they wanted him to get close yet forbid him contact.
Several days were left on the trip and Hayden found himself drawn to the party car. He still had to watch Nox, but what was the harm in having a little fun of his own. It was an opulent car filled with lush furniture, it's own bar and fancy people. Music played, groups caroused in various places. No one seemed to mind the added visitor. At least no one said anything until he sat down at the bar and ordered a rum and coke, and that was only the bartender asking him what he'd have. It wasn't a private party car but the party going on certainly seemed to be that way.
But he did. Zef had been right. Why was he even following the kid. It would be so much easier to distract himself if he'd offered to come with Nox on his trip. Why was he shadowing him? Oh cause they thought he'd flake out.
Hayden couldn't find much out about him. He even went so far as to check out his medical records which were only found in Moscow. He couldn't reach as far as the US and even then he doubted he'd find anything. This kid didn't exist on paper, and he didn't exist in the Atharim database beyond the year he'd been in the CCD. Funny how they wanted him to get close yet forbid him contact.
Several days were left on the trip and Hayden found himself drawn to the party car. He still had to watch Nox, but what was the harm in having a little fun of his own. It was an opulent car filled with lush furniture, it's own bar and fancy people. Music played, groups caroused in various places. No one seemed to mind the added visitor. At least no one said anything until he sat down at the bar and ordered a rum and coke, and that was only the bartender asking him what he'd have. It wasn't a private party car but the party going on certainly seemed to be that way.