Sons of Abraham: J-17's Trial Read Free

in the back that faced one another. The seats were light cream in color, bowing when Calloway sat on them, but with a vinyl like exterior. The agent couldn’t help but wonder what they did when it rained as he saw no signs of a retractable top for the transport vehicle. The engine quietly came alive, the electric unit barely making a sound as the driver pulled out onto the street.
    “First time in Parasus Agent Calloway?” one of the guards asked.
    Agent Calloway looked at the city as they sped through it. The capital was an odd mix of ancient style from Earth and the new technology of the current age. Each building was an off-white, perhaps cream-colored stucco. The streets were made of a light orange brick, angled diagonally. Each building had the old, red clay tiles for roofs, stacked neatly over the top of one another. That was where the ancient style ended. The windows looked traditional from a distance, but a closer view showed that they were transition plastic, the windows automatically tinting as the sun broke free from the clouds. The technologies had proved useful towards reducing the use of energy to heat or cool the structures as the tinting would cease when the sky grew dark.
    “No,” he replied. “Was here about five years ago. Similar case as this one, just different victim.”
    As the transport made its way over a hill, the full view of the capital unfolded before him. It was a remarkable site as the street broadened to reveal a wide square, stretching on for as far as he could see in all directions. The buildings grew taller, the windows clustered together to form enormous bay views, and a large town center revealed itself between rows of flowers and trimmed shrubbery. Everything he knew of history told him that the city had not stolen any one particular style, such as other planets had, but the view felt historic nonetheless.
    The roofs of the taller buildings extended far from the face, each with multiple pillars stretching the entire height of the structure. The pillars were cream colored, each with a strip of clay-colored tile running down them. The buildings themselves were rather dull, in Calloway’s opinion, as none of them was distinct from the next. The same could not be said for the capital building, though. It was a dome, using the same outer surfacing as the surrounding buildings, but with rings of windows circling around it. A quick count of the rings told him that the building was seven stories tall before giving way to the clay tile roof with multiple skylights.
    “So tell me,” Agent Calloway started to the lone guard in the back of the transport. “Why the big issue with Cybers? I don’t remember that being on the codex the last time I came here.”
    The guard looked uneasily towards MA Joseph, who chose to sit next to Agent Calloway. His eyes turned towards Nathan, taking the man in. Calloway had a long, blue duster, stretching down to his knees. His pants were gray though darker than Joseph’s with a black stripe circling each thigh. A darker gray, button up shirt, folded loosely over the man’s torso, making it difficult to judge the man’s physique. His hair was dark, much more so than the Cyber’s sitting next to him. It was parted to one side, the sides and back trimmed neatly as the MA’s. The agent’s face was slightly plump, with an average size nose and dark blue eyes.
    “Nothing personal,” the guard replied. “It’s just the law is all.”
    Agent Calloway wasn’t prepared to settle for such a brief answer.
    “It wasn’t the law the last time I was here,” he replied. “What changed? I know it wasn’t your King. It is still Monasaul Isom, I presume?”
    “It is,” the guard nodded. “But, after the Queen passed, everything changed.”
    Agent Calloway pulled his tablet out from under his coat, bringing it to life by tapping upon the upper right corner of the buttonless device. It lit up as he asked it for Parasus laws adopted in the last five years. His