The Infected 3: Cast Iron by P. S. Power Read Free Book Online Page A

people knew it, or if you couldn’t trust the people that did. She trusted the man though, she reminded herself. Not as much as she probably should given their history together, but as much as almost anyone but her closest friends.
    Lancaster was there too, along with Burke.
    It made sense; they all had their normal details on the plane, going on the trip. Lancaster was Proxy’s handler. Brian didn’t really know that, but it was the assignment the man had. He was also Cellophane’s field man. Reyes had Tobin as his watch and Burke handled Prime and to a lesser extent his daughter. The extra bodies were a pain, but they didn’t have to really handle FAA rules either, did they? She’d known agents were coming, but these guys, two of them, had been in the old unit and them being the ones to come along was slightly out of place for what was essentially a vacation. That was fishy. It probably just meant she wasn’t the only one to get the secret invitation to play from Cal Morris. She needed to watch them, just in case.
    Brian spoke up suddenly after no more than a few seconds of seeing who was there. He was kind of a natural leader after all. Oh, he didn’t think of himself that way, Marcia knew, but it was true.
    “OK, some people that won’t die if there’s a crash give up your seats to the nice soft men in black here. All one big happy family after all and we don’t want to see anyone getting squished.” He smiled, and started to unbuckle himself.
    Waving him back down, Marcia stood.
    “Right. You stay. Prime, Impulse, and I have this. We can camp in the back, on the floor.” She started to add that if Scott whined about his suit getting wrinkled she’d kick his ass, but he just nodded and stood without saying anything. Given his incredibly high self-esteem it really should have been a problem, but he just started moving without anyone doing more than mentioning it.
    It took a second for her to get it all. Brian had set the man up for it so cleanly she’d nearly missed it. Prime was tough, wickedly so… and vain. So by pointing out that the agents would die in a crash if not belted in it became a matter of pride for him to protect them. That and the fact that he and Brian were friends and the man had to know that if he didn’t step up, Brian would, and he wasn’t half as able to withstand a crash. It was a bit of a strange pairing, but the whole Chambers family loved the guy. Probably because when everyone else had freaked out on them and thought the adults had been having sex with Bridget, he was the only person that stood up for them. Well, him and Hobbs from Team two.
    Marcia hadn’t. She’d been the one that found the video in the archives that showed they were guilty. Fake tapes, it turned out, but at the time she’d been leading that charge to have them arrested. They’d largely made up. Not everyone had, but the family was cutting her a little slack, because of her first mode. She had to suspect them of something if there was even the slightest evidence of it, she couldn’t help it after all. That was pretty much her thing. People couldn’t help what their first mode was either, so the rule was to forgive any garbage that came from it, if you could.
    Not everyone else had an excuse like that. Scott managed it pretty well, but Charlot still had some issues, having a sense of anger toward most people and situations all the time like she did. Bridget though was just plain old holding a grudge. Not against her, since she’d been ordered to go to the gym on fourteen by the Director when the Chambers’ were being confronted with the false accusations. So the girl didn’t associate her personally with the problems they’d had.
    She did associate Lauren with it. They’d been best friends before that, so when the giant ex-schoolteacher found out that Prime had possibly been having sex with his daughter, a girl that might not really be able to say no on her own… she tried to kill him. One on one