Previously: While Twain traveled to Mongolia, Cole Chen–a.k.a. Metalord–offered to take Digger after him. And now…
Once they were seated in his classic Porsche, Cole didnâ€™t even bother to start the engine. The gearshift put itself in neutral and the car glided silently away from the curb.
The silence creeped Digger out. â€œDude, could you do me a favor and at least start the engine and let it run while we go? Itâ€™s too quiet.â€
â€œCanâ€™t,â€ Cole said. â€œI got this car from a salvage. It doesnâ€™t even have an engine in it. But Iâ€™ve got the body and the interior looking good, donâ€™t I?â€
â€œYeah,â€ Digger acknowledged. â€œBut why even have a car without an engine? Why not just fly everywhere?â€
â€œBecause this is comfortable, and it looks good,â€ Cole said. â€œBesides, I thought you said you hated flying.â€
â€œI do,â€ Digger said. â€œI just… itâ€™s too quiet.â€
â€œThen what if I do this?â€ Cole made engine sounds with his mouth, modulating like shifting gears as he yanked the gearshift back and forth.
â€œDonâ€™t,â€ Digger said.
Cole stopped and shugged. After a moment, he said, â€œSo you and Katrina, huh?â€
â€œDonâ€™t remind me,â€ Digger said.
â€œWhat, wasnâ€™t it good?â€
â€œFor me, yeah,â€ Digger said. â€œBut for her? Iâ€™m not exactly the man she remembers.â€
[blockquote type=”blockquote_quotes” align=”right”]â€œOkay, fine,â€ Cole said. Then he slapped the steering wheel. â€œDamn it, the traffic sucks today. Which bugs you more, flying high or flying low?â€ â€œUm…â€ was all Digger could say before the car lifted straight up off the road and shot forward at high speed…[/blockquote]Cole glanced at the road, then gave Digger a pitying glance. â€œSmaller?â€
â€œNo!â€ Digger said. â€œJust… I donâ€™t have the same stamina, or… pain tolerance I used to have.â€
â€œI didnâ€™t think Katrina would be into that stuff,â€ Cole said.
â€œSheâ€™s not,â€ Digger said. â€œItâ€™s just, when she gets excited… I mean, youâ€™ve seen what she does to the molecules around her, right? She can do stuff like that everywhere.â€
Cole was silent for about 20 seconds, watching the road. â€œBut wait a minute, wouldnâ€™t that…?â€
â€œCould we not talk about this, please?â€ Digger asked.
â€œOkay, fine,â€ Cole said. Then he slapped the steering wheel. â€œDamn it, the traffic sucks today. Which bugs you more, flying high or flying low?â€
â€œUm…â€ was all Digger could say before the car lifted straight up off the road and shot forward at high speed.
â€œThatâ€™s better,â€ Cole said, skimming along about twenty feet up. â€œWeâ€™ll be there in no time now.â€
Digger thought they would go to a mall or something, but they landed in front of a small tailor shop, where Cole bought him some overpriced slacks and shirts that looked like they had come right out of Abercrombie or someplace. â€œBut these are reinforced with Kevlar,â€ Cole said. â€œJust in case.â€
â€œI canâ€™t pay you back for these,â€ Digger said. â€œI donâ€™t have money or a job.â€
â€œDonâ€™t worry about it,â€ Cole said. â€œIâ€™ll take it out of your cut for downing the robot.â€
â€œOne of our sponsors does this thing,â€ Cole said. â€œWe get bonus incentive pay for every enemy we take down. You assisted on my takedown of that robot, so youâ€™re entitled to a cut.â€
â€œReally?â€ Digger asked, sounding skeptical. He wasnâ€™t a member of the group. Why would he get paid anything at all?
Is Metalord telling the truth? And if not, can Digger trust him on anything? Be here tomorrow for our next episode!
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