"Yes! Success! Thank you computer.” Alyson jumped up from her chair, definitively in a good mood. Whilst humming one of her favourite songs, she grabbed a beer and took a sip. There was nothing like a cold beer to celebrate her freedom. Though Alyson decided to wait a couple of minutes to see if there was anything still following her, not wanting to take the fight back to the city. She opened up her zipper and threw her sweater to the other chair next to her. She walked over to the old school stereo next to the build in leather sofa on the side of the ship and hit play. One of the Milky Way’s favourites played through the entire ship, making Alyson swing her hips now and then. “Ahh.. If only I had someone to dance with. Whatcha think computer of mine, wanna dance?” She jokingly shouted on top of the music, and took another sip of her cold one. “If I had a body I would have danced with you, Miss Parker.” The computer sounded, increasing the volume of its own voice a bit. “I know my dear, I know.” Alyson smiled for a second as she drank the last of her beer and threw the bottle behind her. There was puke on the floor anyhow, no need to keep it clean now.
Suddenly, a mail icon popped up in the centre of the screen. It was addressed to ‘Miss Candy’ and came from.. “Doktor Tomaho? What’s the matter?” And even stranger was, it was not even a video-message. It was a plain, old school text message. Alyson quickly clicked the ‘open’ button on the right.
”Miss Candy,
As advised you should stay in for the week because you’ve had a high fever.
Though, if you like, I still have a few pills for you the pick up.
Careful now, they are nasty ones.
Greetings,
Doctor Tomaho.”
As Alyson’s eyes scanned through the message a few times, she realized it was a warning. The person that had been looking for her had entered his office and was most likely going to ask Alice some questions. “Fuck..” Alyson’s mood had decreased so drastically, she set up her ship to manual and flew straight back towards the private hangar. She knew Alice was still under the influence of the drug. Although she trusted her co-workers and friends by heart, there was no certainty she would keep her mouth shut.
Almost at the hangar Alyson tried to think this through. She had her disguise on, true. She had enough bullets and guns to take out an entire army, also true. But what if the hunter had enough skill to take her down with one hit? What if Alice had already told him her hide out? Alyson did not waste another minute after realizing that would be a disaster. There was no time to waste, he had to die.
Arriving there in stealth mode, she parked her ship hovering in the air, just a 3-meter jump from the ground. It was the safest way to enter the building without making too much of a noise. After putting on her bulletproof vest, loading her guns with enough bullets, and hiding a knife in her belt she opened up the door to jump. “Computer, if anyone but me enters this ship, use.. Self destruction.” Alyson swallowed for a moment. She’d miss this ship if that was the case, but her auto routes to all her hide outs and clients were not something she could leave lingering around. “No problem, Miss Parker. Be safe.”
The ship parked there was a very old fashioned model, nothing too special. With a grin, Alyson quickly adjusted a small tracking device to the side of the ship, barely noticeable. This, so D could track it if she failed miserably.
Once inside, the building was empty. It was as if the doctor had cleared it already for her arrival. With a deep sigh, she ran up the stairs and smiled when she saw the doctor standing in the middle of his office. He had a frown on his face, and turned his head to the side. He motioned to something or.. Someone. With her gun in her hand, she slowly stepped inside only to hear a faint talking. It was in one of the patient’s rooms. Pushing the door open slightly, she pointed the gun at the head of a man. Although she was young, she knew her aim was perfect. On the bed sat Alice, shivering.
“Can’t you see, she’s scared.” Alyson mumbled in a whiny voice, and pulled up her upper lip trying to look frightened. She quickly took a few steps closer and held her knife to his stomach and her gun to his head. “Drop the gun, now.” Still in disguise she stared him directly into the eyes. ”Hmm..”