Rochambeau clutched her hand tightly as he pulled her down the street to a speedrider station. Before long the track began to vibrate as a bullet-shaped vehicle approached. It hovered for a moment before easing onto the gravity track.
“Get on,” Rochambeau said.
“Where are we going?”
“To the Talon Military Compound. I’m taking you in for questioning.”
“You have no right. I’m a Mithrian citizen protected by the agreement between our countries.”
“Not if I think you’re a threat to national security.”
“I’m not a threat!” She tried to wrench her hand free from his grasp and he yanked her arm. She cried out in pain as he twisted it behind her. A nearby man glanced toward them. His unusual violet eyes met Toemeka’s for a moment before he looked away.
Rochambeau growled into her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. “If you try to escape, I’ll break your arm. Your disappearance will be unfortunate, but then anything can happen to a woman alone in the city. Get on the speedrider.”
He stood just behind her and Toemeka kicked backwards with the heel of her boot, aiming for his knee. He jumped back and she dug her spiked heel into his shin instead, and scrapped it down his leg. He grunted and then shoved her onto the steps of the speedrider. Trapped, she boarded the grimy vehicle. People in faded clothes filled the torn seats or stood in the aisle, holding onto handrails.
Commander Rochambeau flashed his pass to the android driver before joining Toemeka toward the back of the speedrider. He shoved her into a vacant seat and sat next to her. The vehicle shot forward and lifted a few feet into the air.
Toemeka’s head spun as the city lights raced by. She wondered what the commander had given her, concerned it might cause permanent brain damage.
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