A Witch’s Sin by Daniel B. Greene EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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“If you can’t be honest with yourself about this, then when will the lies
end?” Taya asked.
“You’re judging me? You let ’im inject ink into ya fackin’ eyes?” Quinn
gestured toward his own baby blues. Jagged nails complemented by an
array of gold and silver rings flashed in the soft light of the lift. “You give
me shit for getting some knuckle glow. Meanwhile, yer out here lighting up
ya eyes?”
“I’m just saying.” Taya’s grin slipped through her feigned scorn. Poking
the older off-duty officer had proved particularly fruitful—and joyful—
today. “We get a couple decent gigs and you toss your cash for a glorified
manicure instead of actual wear.”
“What, ya want me to be able to bend bars? You wanna take on some
military contracts, huh?” Quinn mockingly slapped at his own biceps. The
black leather jacket he wore didn’t even strain at the motion, but that didn’t
stop Taya’s partner from grinning his crooked-tooth smile at her, pale skin
stretching over old acne scars. He was quite animated when he spoke, and
Taya found herself focusing more on his hands than his rolling drawl when
he continued. “I’m flash, yer fire. We’re synergizin’. B’sides, I know you’re
aching to use ya new wear.”
The cybernetic implants within Taya did make her faster and stronger
than her body would typically allow, but none of the wear available within
her pay grade would result in erupting heads. Though if the prices kept
dropping and Taya was able to get her enforcer license, perhaps she would
be able to shatter a skull with a perfect punch. The thought made her lips
twitch.
Not that I would ever want to do that. Unless… Well, some people
deserved far worse.
“Yeah, I’m chomping for some punk popping off at me again.” She
ignored the flash of concern on the older man’s wrinkled face, and willed
the lift to climb faster. It soared through the megastructure, through
microcity after microcity, as the floors blurred by.
Taya watched through the gate as a sea of ramshackle buildings
spreading across Floor Ninety-Eight came into view, sprawling out toward
the horizon. The ceiling on this floor was well over thirty meters high—a
feature that would normally come with projected holomodels looming over
the buildings, but legislation had been passed banning that particular style
of intrusive adverts. The districts before her were still blanketed in
billboards, neon signage illuminating everything in sight, but the lack of
models did agree with her. Their dead, colorful eyes always bothered her.
“They don’t sparkle. The ad said somethin’ about ‘bloom,’” Quinn said,
but Taya was already shaking her head, a smirk on her face.
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