Saturday, November 17, 2018

Trigger: Day 15

Word Count: 90,023

Summary of Events:
Spencer wasn't able to find or keep an eye on the Billionaire Queen all that successfully until she got into a bus bound for the north side of Kynaston — which was the part of Kynaston with the lowest amount of crime. Unfortunately she got off of the bus in a residential area and the sloping house roofs weren't conducive to his being able to take off in a glide after her when she got into a car, thus he quickly lost track of her, so he found a flat-roofed commercial building to take off from and glided for the downtown . . .

Excerpt of the Day:
What he wanted to know was what business the Billionaire Queen had on the north side of Kynaston. Downtown he knew she was swapping hundreds with all manner of gangsters, but what would she be doing on the north side?
Was it possible that she lived on the north side? He didn’t think so. She’d seemed far too confident downtown for that to be possible.
He stopped on the roof of the Kitten Club and sat down. Was it really all that inconceivable?
If she was a citizen-gone-rogue — as information from London, as well as others encountered around downtown seemed to suggest — it was his belief that the crime-cancer Kynaston had was terminal.
When something went terminal it didn’t necessarily spread, but yet there was the possibility that it could as it gradually worked to shut the body down and kill it. Seeing as this wasn’t so much a personal disease as a communal disease, surely it had fingers in the north side, and even fingers such as the Billionaire Queen.
Still, it seemed unbelievable that a criminal so brazen and confident as the Billionaire Queen would actually live on the north side of Kynaston. He couldn’t believe the idea.
Her appearance — both the workout fashion and the beachwear fashion — were totally fitting of the types of people who lived in northern Kynaston, that upper middle-class group.
In fact, upper middle-class wasn’t a group that really existed in the downtown, in the gang-riddled areas. In those areas it was the gang bosses — who were in high-class like the Macek family — then the guys the boss trusted, who were in a little more of a true middle-class state, and then there was the low-class people like London who worked menial jobs for menial pay — whether for the gang or not — and often lived in fear or awe of the gangsters, finally there were the people who lived on the streets, who were somewhat like mercenaries: doing whatever got them the most money or the most safety for the longest time, and weren’t really to be trusted by anyone with anything secret because, if offered the right price, they would more than willingly tell anyone.
That really suggested that the Billionaire Queen actually lived on the north side of Kynaston.
But, yet, on the other hand, she was so confident downtown. It didn’t make any sense to him. How could a suburbanite be so calm and comfortable downtown? He’d seen all kinds of suburbanites from the north side downtown before and none of them ever looked that comfortable.

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