“Simeon to H.S. dispatch.”
After a second of squelch the dispatcher
replied, “This is H.S.”
The car lurched as the road changed from
dirt to asphalt. Simeon shot a menacing look at the driver, then said into the
microphone, “We are returning to base with Mister Burroughs.”
“Were you able to arrive at a peaceful
solution?”
Simeon smirked at his partner and
shrugged. He keyed the mike and said, “Negative on the peaceful resolution.
Circumstances beyond our control made it necessary to take definitive action. Burroughs
is a fatality. Sorry, after all, we’re only human.” He released the talk
button and started laughing.
The driver laughed so hard he lost control
of the car. It ran off the pavement, onto the dirt shoulder and kicked up a
cloud of dust and rocks before he regained control and returned it to the
asphalt. Through his laughter, the driver said, “I love it, we’re only human.
You’re a riot.”
Simeon continued shaking with laughter.
“You gotta enjoy your work or you might as well be stuffed in a trunk.”
The car swerved from side to side as the
driver struggled to maintain control through another laughing fit. “You kill
me…well, not me actually,” he said, setting them both off on another
bout of laughter.
When the car reached the highway the
driver turned to head south in traffic. The two men settled down, assumed a
more somber façade, and the driver kept the car under better control.
-- Excerpt from REVELATION, Book 1 in the Almost Human series.
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