The Perfect Run
Chapter 32
Ryan woke up on a terrible mattress, with a cat on his chest.
The animal looked at the courier with its big blue eyes, as he emerged from his deep sleep. The Persian cat had a coat of fur of the purest shade of white, and the lazy expression of a creature sleeping eighteen hours a day without shame.
It was...
It was the perfect Bond Villain cat!
Ryan immediately let out a cry of joy, while the cat looked at him with noble curiosity.
“I’m gonna call you…” Ryan briefly raised the feline above ground to check if it was a male or female, and then let his imagination do the rest. “Eugène-Henry von Schrodinger!”
Eugène-Henry meowed in response.
“The name sucks,” someone complained from the ‘room’ right next to his—another animal cage repurposed into a prison cell. Ryan recognized the voice as Sarah’s. “It sucks hard.”
“Much like many geniuses, I’m way ahead of my time,” Ryan replied, scratching Eugène-Henry behind his ears. “You like that name, don’t you? You like it, don’t you?”
“Is that the white cat?” Sarah peeked into Ryan’s private space, finding the courier sitting on his bed sheet, the cat on his lap. The courier promised himself to work on his diabolical mastermind pose, though he needed to get a cashmere suit first. “It has a sixth sense to find suckers willing to feed it. That’s why it’s so fat.”
“Hey, he’s not judging you on your appearance!”
“Once, I showed him a rat, like one meter away from his face, and that lazy furball didn’t even react.”
“Slander!” Ryan defended his new sidekick. “Is there a shower though? I think I caught fleas sleeping on that bed.”
“Yes, but the water is muddy. Ma says she will fix it today after she checks your car.”
Check his—
“Goddammit, I hope she doesn’t find the bodies,” Ryan said, rising up from the bed. Eugène-Henry instantly took over his place and moved below the bed sheet, to better protect the mattress from intruders.
“There’s a spot for that,” Little Sarah said casually. “The druggies call it the Happy Hole.”
As it turned out, Rust Town did have tourist spots.
Ryan started dressing, but immediately noticed something wrong. Namely, his A-bomb was missing, and some of his weapons weren’t at their place. Someone had clearly checked on his belongings while he was asleep.
Shortie may be willing to help, but she didn’t fully trust him yet.
The courier emerged from the orphanage to find Len tinkering with his car, having opened the car hood to look inside. She had put the water gun aside, to her right.
“Comrade Shortie, just because it’s an all-American car doesn’t give you the right to wreck it,” Ryan said. “Find yourself a Lada.”
Len turned her head away from the engine, and Ryan's playful demeanor disappeared instantly when she grabbed the water gun. “Riri, what have you done?”
What did he do?
What didn’t he do?
Ryan glanced inside the car hood, his old friend keeping her weapon aimed at his head. Unfortunately, Len had found the brain and jumped to the wrong conclusions.
“Riri, have you…” Len clearly didn’t want to finish her sentence but forced herself to. “Did you put someone in there?”
“You wouldn’t believe how many tries it took before I found the right person.” He immediately raised his hands while Len made a mortified face. “Relax, I’m kidding, I’m kidding! It’s not even sentient!”
“Riri, don’t, don’t joke about this,” she sputtered, keeping her weapon raised.
“Sorry, sorry,” he apologized. “I default to humor when I’m stressed, and I didn’t have my morning coffee.”
Len remained as stiff and grim as ever. “Riri, where did it come from?”
“It’s vat-grown, a gift from another Genius.” No answer. “Shortie, I’m not a serial killer, and I don’t abduct hobos off the road to experiment on them.”
“Riri, I… I want to believe you’re not crazy. I really want to.” She shook her head. “But you keep a thermo-nuclear device with children nearby.”
the plushie. “Len, there are no permanent consequences
lower lip. “What if you jump into another universe every time you die, and leave a nuclear crater
works,” Ryan reassured her. “I guarantee you I’m not jumping into an alternate universe whenever I die. I checked. I wouldn’t do like, half the stuff I pull on a weekly basis if I knew I left a mess behind. My power only
Len said, still struggling to understand his power’s full scope. “If what you say is correct, then you can rewrite the entire space-time continuum
Man,” Ryan said, putting a finger on the tip of her gun. “So, can
own fears about him, but eventually lowered the water gun. “You will behave while you stay here,” Len said. “I… even if there are no consequences from your point of
“Len, they have guns.”
this shithole,” the Genius replied. “But that nuke, Riri, won’t help anyone. It’s just death
of it.” He would hand it over to Vulcan, as a sign of friendship. “Can you give it back then? I swear you will never
hand on it, their gloves brushing against the other. The courier sensed her reluctance to
him, she wanted to.
she asked, as the courier put the bomb inside one of his
She wouldn’t like his answer. “Because I was bored, and I thought it would be
with your time-stop? You said
I said an early restart, I meant an early restart. Have you never wondered why I called myself
on. "That's how
courier had caught on to this mechanism, he had already burnt a lot of bridges. "And since I need
pity, sadness, and compassion. “Do you think
picked a fight with someone like Cancel
Len abruptly changed
the courier replied, before shuddering as he remembered one of his worst deaths. “Whatever you do,
“Monaco? Why?”
to Monaco.” He glanced at the car, and a flustered Len started putting the engine pieces back in their proper place. “Should I expect a mounted water turret? Please tell me that you added a
Ryan notice that while she had stopped pointing it at his face, Len kept the gun
Baby steps.
hand on the hood. “You’re the last Genius in a long line to work on
hood once her work done. “Riri, why did you hook up a miniature particle accelerator to your
long story. Ryan worked many loops and decades on that
crossroad, not only between time and space but between various dimensions,” the courier
them
histories Earth could have taken. Usually, these histories aren’t
“I don’t follow you.”
stone, but in truth, it’s like the water you love so much, ever changing.” Ryan’s experience had taught him as much. “I mean, I just have to jump back and
a worried frown, unable
the horrors involved. It was a rabbit hole of depression, questionable ethics, and self-misery. He preferred to think of it as a universal memory-wipe. “Anyway,
went well for us,”
an alternate Earth, even with a custom particle accelerator. All I can do with the Chronoradio is listen to what could
going?” she asked with a worried frown. Did she think he would get himself killed? Then again, they were
offer from Wyvern and then Vulcan, but I’m not sure if she will follow through if I’m in Rust Town. After that, I need to have my
answered with a deeper frown than
you, so I
said with anger. “They pay them for dangerous work with just enough euros to feed themselves, but provide neither
these practices.” Even the junior heroes he
Len shook her head. “Not all criminals wear masks. Most wear suits and ties. Since nobody would stand up
attacked one
grimmer. “But… they caught me. Somebody ratted
to fight
out, Vulcan did. And even then, it wasn’t for free. I
I don’t intend to go to Dynamis this time,” Ryan reassured her. “I see only one way
love for her organization. “We could capture him,” she said.
he’s smart, he will have a suicide button.” Hopefully, it wouldn’t be a thermo-nuclear device. Besides making the world a better place, taking down Psyshock would also prevent him from piloting that Mechron mech later on. “And while I don’t believe it, Vulcan says she can enhance my power. Unless you have another suggestion, they seem like our
have any alternative. “I’ve… I need more time, Riri. Time to figure
my power, or
“I want to help you, Riri. I really do. No one else should
that you want to help at all means a lot to
Riri, even if we succeed in helping you, I… I’m not sure if there
We.
He thought his feelings for Len had changed after so many restarts, moved past the realm of
what could never
I can’t forget, Riri,” she admitted.
around me,”
About The Perfect Run - Chapter 32
The Perfect Run is the best current series of the author Void Herald. With the below Chapter 32 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 32 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com