Night Life

By SciFurz

Terri is a freelance coder who often does jobs via Mitsy, who specializes in handling delicate projects.
When Mitsy gets shot after a covert meeting and detective Milo comes knocking at her door later, Terri realises she might be in danger and tries to find out what's going on.

• Language: English
• Publisher: SciFurz
• Release date: Aug 12, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370950263

SciFurz

Writing the tales I want to read because no one else does.I love various genres so most tales are a blend and include science fiction, fantasy, horror, erotica, romance, and comedy.Get exclusive access to works in progress and more at Patreon:https://www.patreon.com/scifurzTo keep up with what I write check here:https://mastodon/@scifurzEnjoy reading today!

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Night Life

by SciFurz

version 14/08/2017

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copyright © 2017 SciFurz

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Disclaimer

All characters engaging in copulation, drinking, substance abuse or other so-called adult behaviour that might appear in this totally made up story are of the magical adult age before anything like that happens according to the laws of your residence.

All characters are also fictional and have no resemblance to any other person, animal or object, living or dead, or even undead, zombie or ectoplasmic form.

No animals were harmed during the making of this story, except for those slaughtered to feed humans or satisfy experiments, feed predators in the wild, and those in unfortunate accidents.

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Contents

Chapter 01

Chapter 02

Chapter 03

Chapter 04

Chapter 05

Chapter 06

Chapter 07

Epilogue

Chapter 01

Terri watched the cars go by in the street lit up by streams of neon lights on either side. She sat on top of a graffiti covered utility cabinet next to a group of teenage punk girls discussing the latest obscure band playing at their favourite club soon.

There was hardly any difference between day and night in this district. It was always busy. There was always noise, different kinds of music, same sort of people, hustlers, security, trippers, sellers.

Thanks to her canine genes her nose was as overwhelmed by all the different scents like her eyes by all the different lights, but she didn't really mind. It was interesting as long as she sat on the sideline. Which was usually the case with people who were born half human, half animal and in her case looked like a canine walking upright.

An idea for a piece of code came into her head and she wrote it down quickly in her trusty paper notebook, then put it away again. She had bought a large cup of tea before and continued sipping it to keep her awake long enough after a couple of sleepless coding days.

She watched the thick crowd pass by in front of her, keeping an eye out for her friend Mitsy who'd pay her tonight for her last job. Nothing illegal this time, but the client wanted to keep something new under wraps before launch to prevent competition finding out about it. They just needed her help on a search algorithm.

She recognised her friend, in bright colour cloths as usual, hurrying down the street and she flexed her toes. She stared into her cup as her friend slipped the tube with payment address and key between her toes while passing her. They never made eye contact nor exchanged words which could be recorded by the surveillance system.

Terri drank the last bit of tea, tossed the cup into the bin next to the cabinet and dialled her favourite takeout restaurant. She hopped off the cabinet and leisurely made her way down the street to pick up her order.

The restaurant was located in a small, nearly deserted and intermittently lit side street and served simple meals based on rice and pasta. Since she loved about anything with noodles and it was located close to home she went there almost every other day.

It was also convenient there was a lot less security coverage around that area.

'Hello Terri.' the pudgy chef said as she opened the door.

'You really know when it's me, Roberto.' she said while he still had his back to the door.

'It's easier to tell when you call first.' he said wrapping up the takeout dinner for the middle aged man in jump suit standing at the counter.

She sat down on one of the cheap plastic chairs along the wall. The place looked shabby, white walls with menus, food posters, local news, a couple of neon signs, white floor tiles, cold overhead lights, the air humid and thick with the smell of ingredients. Even the sign outside buzzed from old age. Still, the food was great and despite the aged look it was clean.

The man said his goodbye to Roberto and left the restaurant after a brief glance at her. She chuckled internally. Men would still check her out, even with her shaggy mutt looks. Some girls were lucky and turned out to be very pretty with smooth and light coloured fur and usually ended up in the media business. With her beige and brown unruly fur she just avoided other people after some time getting bullied in school.

She was glad she had at least a good brain.

'Yours is ready.' Roberto said, wiping his forehead and adjusting the bandanna he wore.

'Thanks.' she said and walked up to the counter with the money when a couple came in.

'It's like the street is redder with her blood than her coat.' the girl in a drunken mix of pink and blue tight clothing said while looking at her mobile.

'They got her good all right.' the guy in a long grey overcoat said and turned his attention to the menus on the wall.

The girl put her mobile on the counter to search her pockets and Terri recognised