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The Equilibrium Files #3.3
When they reached the street they went immediately to the van with the intention of getting Charlie to the Equilibrium offices asap. ‘Wheels’ drove onto the through town freeway and merged with the traffic. After some time he looked into his rear view mirror at the stream of assorted vehicles behind. Nothing unusual. Then he caught sight of a Suzuki Mirage steadily making its way towards them. Its intentions became clear as it drew alongside them and held its position. The pillion passenger kept looking at them, apparently communicating with someone. ‘Wheels’ kept his attention on the road while the other two monitored the motor cycle’s movements. It stayed abreast of them, carefully mirroring their every manoeuvre. Then at the next intersection a car pulled into the stream of traffic and took up station directly in front of the van. It seemed they were being boxed in. These guys were professionals. After a few ineffecti
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The Equilibrium Files #3.2
They arrived at the subway station.
The boy led them into the chaos of the crowd, each individual acting with purpose but all contributing to the confusion. "Down here, dudes.” Yardbird led them off the platform and into a well-lit, well used tunnel. With some trepidation they followed him. He led them along a thin ledge that ran along the side of the track. The distant rumble of a train made them halt, their hearts in their mouths. The rumble became a clatter and then a rush of air as the train sped past. They flattened themselves against the wall, the windows of
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The Equilibrium Files #3.1
‘Wheels’, as he was known to all his friends, had had a hard day and an even harder night. His head was spinning and he decided it was time to turn in. As soon as his head hit the pillow he drifted off to sleep.
He was drowning in a dark pool. He could make nothing out. All he felt was a sense of unease, a hint of danger, an unknown threat. Yet this was not his danger, the threat was not towards him but aimed at another. A cry for help, but from who he could not tell.
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