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A Worse Idea 52

The cops interviewed Anne for a bit, but she didn’t have all that much to say. Yeah, she’d been at the scene of the fight, and yeah she knew Prometheus had been having problems with this cyborg.

But she didn’t know anything about the cyborg himself.

After a little while, they let her go. She had to wait a little while, though, because Prometheus was still getting questioned, and they’d taken the same car.

Eventually the cops let Prometheus go.

He and Anne didn’t have much to say to each other, as they got into the car.

Anne gazed out the window, while Prometheus drove.

He looked the worse for wear: his black armored suit had scratches, revealing the silver surface underneath. There was also the crack in his helmet’s view plate, as well as the dents across the suit’s torso.

Anne didn’t look nearly as bad. I mean yeah, she was a little sweaty, and she probably should’ve showered yesterday, but she had a lot going on in her life.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternal silence, Prometheus said, “The cops know about Shade. I pulled some strings, so they should be looking for her now.”

“Thanks,” Anne said, but she didn’t mean it. Something deep inside told her Shade was already dead. She thought it would be better if Shade was never found.

“You wanna grab a bite to eat? If we get fast food, we can just use the drive-through.” Prometheus cracked a smile.

Anne didn’t. “Just wanna go back to my dorm.”

“You feeling alright?”

“You said you weren’t going to do the vigilante thing,” Anne said.

Prometheus wanted to defend himself. After all, he’d found Randy by accident, he’d told the cyborg not to get up, and he’d only done what he had to.

None of that mattered, though. The arguments wouldn’t help the situation.

He drove Anne home.

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