Cornie's fingers flew across the keyboard. He was in the zone and he knew it. This is what he lived for. Not the money. Not the fame, although it did spring for some nice perks. It was going where he wasn't allowed to go, that was his thrill.
One on one baby he thought as doors opened and slammed shut as he sped along the highway.
"Take your best shot and set your traps little man," he muttered to himself. "I'm your Huckleberry."
"What?" the large bodyguard asked.
"Nothing dude, nothing. Just watch my back," he replied. You stupid ape, he thought being wise enough not to say that part out loud. Suddenly a flash caught his eye.
"What?!"
The Midnight Special had screamed down the highway but Cornie nimbly dodged it. That was close he thought. It was the last thought he would have.
Except for the slight trickle of blood coming from the little chimp's ear Cornie could have just been sleeping. The larger Zhuh-Zhuh lifted Cornie's lifeless hand, released it, and watched it fall back onto the keyboard.
Silver had seen it before. "Smart ass little monkey," he said to himself. Rifling through the dead monkey's stash he pocketed the small wad of credits and slipped it into his own pocket. He unplugged Cornie from the laptop and placed the computer into his backpack. Maybe he could get a few credits for it later on.
Turning his com unit on he spoke quickly.
"The barn door's still closed.... That's correct.... George is no longer curious. Affirmative."
It took Silver 3 minutes to ready the room and hit the street. By the time he reached the com-rail the room and Cornie's remains had been engulfed in flames.
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