He reached the summit of The Spire, skidding to a halt in front of a gleaming chrome door. A man in a tailored suit was waiting, looking impatient.
"Package secure," Elias muttered into his comms. "Destination: The Spire, Penthouse 3." buy squad delivery
"Copy that, Elias," Sarah’s voice crackled from dispatch. "You’ve got a three-minute window before the automated peacekeepers cycle their patrol. Move." He reached the summit of The Spire, skidding
He punched a button on the handlebar. Three small, glowing canisters ejected from the back of the bike, tumbling down the ramp. They burst into a cloud of chaff and infrared flares. The peacekeeper drones dived for the false signals, their heavy cannons chewing up the asphalt where Elias had been seconds before. "Destination: The Spire, Penthouse 3
"That’s the Buy Squad promise," Elias said, wiping a smear of road grime from his visor. "We bring the world to your door, no matter who tries to stop us."
"Sarah, I’ve got eyes on me!" Elias shouted, leaning the bike low. "Drop the decoys!"