Chapter Forty-Six
April 22, 2231, Neo Southern California Metroplex, Private Hangar of the Argo
Erik considered the target in front of him carefully, nodding slowly. He took a deep breath and held it. This would decide everything. His opponents were in a good position to take him out if he didn’t end this.
With a flick of his wrist, he released his dart. He smiled as it struck exactly where he needed it to on the board.
Malcolm threw up his hands. “Oh, come on! This is ridiculous. That’s the third game in a row. Did the Core do an experiment on you and make you telekinetic?”
The ops team and Malcom had gathered in the cargo bay of the Argo for darts. The engineers were working on optimizations, including low-end preparatory work for the laser cannon. Alina wasn’t likely to give them t
