Deviants Fallen: A DBH Story

Chapter 20: Abducted

Connor stared at the road, trying in vain to see the tracks. He wasn't going to be able to do this alone. There was too much ground to cover and not enough time. He thought for a moment, then dialed.

"DPD, what's your emergency?"

"I'd like to report a kidnapping. A Cyberlife researcher taken by the rogue deviants approximately ten minutes ago."

"What's the location?"

Connor recited the address of the dingy café. 

"Please hold the location. Officers have been dispatched. They should reach you within 10 minutes." He heard a click and the line went dead.

Time went by agonizingly slow as Connor waited for the police. He paced at the front of the café restlessly, idly rolling his coin across his knuckles to calm himself. He couldn't stop thinking about Dr. Hayes. She'd been injured, likely sustaining a headwound. It was cold, and she hadn't worn her jacket into the café. What if the deviants hurt her further? What if she gave them information on Cyberlife? A billion more what if's rolled around in his head, driving him mad. Why hadn't he just stayed in the café with her, to hell with what the barista said?

He froze. This was getting him nowhere. He was a machine, logical and analytical. If he let himself be driven by anything else, he risked missing crucial details. He took a calming breath, and slid his coin back into his pocket. He could not allow himself to panic. He would find her.

At long last, he saw the flashing lights of the police cruisers as they pulled in front of the café. A familiar form stepped out of one of them. 

"Well, if it isn't the plastic detective," Gavin taunted. "I thought you were deactivated permanently after the whole revolution fiasco."

"You thought wrong," Connor answered coldly. 

"What are you doing here?" The detective stepped closer, squaring up. "Your partners gone, and you're not with the DPD anymore."

"Cyberlife assigned me to monitor the researcher that was taken. They took her while I was...distracted." Connor stared the man down, calmly. 

"Looks like you've failed your mission." Gavin spoke softly, voice holding a note of satisfaction. After a moment, he backed off. "Guess even plastic a**holes like you can make mistakes."

"That's enough, Detective Reed," another voice interjected. Connor looked over to see another figure climbing out of the car. He felt a flash of surprise. It was the RK900. What was it doing here?

"We have a crime scene to investigate and a researcher to find." The android joined the two in front of the café. "Cyberlife will be very disappointed if we don't recover her."

"Here comes the other plastic prick," Gavin said, rolling his eyes. 

Ignoring him, the RK900 offered his hand to Connor. "My name is Richard. I'm the android sent by Cyberlife to investigate the rogue deviants remaining from the revolution." Connor took the android's hand, shaking it briefly.