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Neurocyber 3: Inside Your Head: Neurocyber, #3
Neurocyber 3: Inside Your Head: Neurocyber, #3
Neurocyber 3: Inside Your Head: Neurocyber, #3
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Neurocyber 3: Inside Your Head: Neurocyber, #3

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Clarke Maxwell, independent investigator in the devastation and decay of the once prosperous and busy city, had been called to The Hall to collect a parcel from Guardian Lois. The mission was to pass it unopened to a group of collectors and to try to establish why they were amassing artefacts and who was their leader. Before he could connect with the group, the package was stolen, a guy who tried to kill him fell to his death and Clarke narrowly avoided being implicated in murder.

 

This is Book 3 in the series of short, half-hour reads by Lee Shorter.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJun 5, 2023
ISBN9798223858256
Neurocyber 3: Inside Your Head: Neurocyber, #3

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    Neurocyber 3 - Lee Shorter

    Prologue

    Taking it a step further , what is an antique anyway? Don’t just say it’s something old and valuable. Answer me this, what is value? Has anyone found a way to use their ordinary credit ration to get hold of an antique? You have as much chance to go up in an elevator shaft. The only way is down.

    Inside Your Head

    Something was wrong , nagging at me, goading me to start the day far too early in the morning, for the second day in a row. It wasn’t a mystery, I knew what it was, it was the tension that had interrupted my sleep through the night and left me feeling snappy.

    It was so early when I left for my office that the hills were still nighttime pale blue, the colour chosen by the Guardians so that the residents of the city could sleep but any intruders would show up against the bare city walls.

    It boiled down to this: nothing that I had done stopped Carmardy killing me, I got lucky. He was supposed to be working for the Guardians, same as me, so who sent him after me, and how did his accomplice snatch the parcel from my office? I intended to work out that last one as soon as I had set out my desk, neatly.

    I opened the bottom right-hand drawer, took out my telephone and placed it on the desktop. I stared at the phone while I tried to think. It didn’t ring.

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