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Stephen W. Cote

Copyright Stephen W. Cote 2011

Published at Smashwords

Forthcoming Availability in 2012, Nemesis Publishing

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Jideon de Rosa kicked open the screen door and carried his teenage daughter from the ramshackle house into morning rain. A cab hovered across the curb and mangy lawn. Its gull-winged door lurched open and Jideon slid Duña‘s drug-withdrawn body across the pleather seat.

"Wait." He rapped the opaque driver-side window. The autopilot had abandoned him twice that evening: First at the airport and then at the Spanish embassy. He took one step back, waited to make sure the cab remained, and ran into the house.

Jideon retrieved his cyber medic kit from the doorway and slung the satchel over his shoulder. He pulled a blanket from the couch, shook it. Small fabric squares, neuro chips he knew were spent, fell to the carpet. He ran his hand through the trash littering the coffee table, took a crumb-flecked plastic bag, and scooped up the chips.

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