Agent Gray, Red with Love

Technology, Graham's Nemesis

  It should have been beautiful. The Space Needle glistened in the distance, amongst a sea of bright towers, where the shine of the windows resembled stars. Seattle really came to life at night. People bustled down the street, chattering, laughing, and having a genuinely good time. Cars sped down the street. From a bar, he heard a large crowd cheer and chant "Seahawks! Seahawks! Seahawks!"

  But Graham was feeling worst than he thought he ever had.

  Zari had told them to split up. They had saw Carmen's silhouette jump down the roof of the museum, which considering how fragile the Deshret had to be, gave Graham a heart attack. Zari instructed Graham to stay on the ground floor, Devineaux was sent to run up the stairs and go after her from the top. Zari herself grabbed a Segway and dashed off. Graham was upset she got to ride around while he was stuck using sheer stamina, but at least it meant he no longer had to hide the tears streaming down his face. He could just call it sweat. 

  He knew this moment was coming this whole time, but he pushed it deep down, and denied it. No matter what happened,  the deceit, the lies, the thievery, Graham  had tried to justify Carmen's actions. But this? No way.

  Graham followed the silhouette eight blocks down, where he found himself in a alley way. Nothing was special about it, it was much better than the one covered in gum. While on watch he'd come across an alley, literally wall to wall with old chewing gum, along with gum portraits, gum messages, and a whole lot of gum spit smell. The Washingtonians apparently named it a local landmark, called the "Gum Wall."

  Though this one smelled better and looked way more appealing, there was still nothing special about it. There was a little graffiti on the otherwise lifeless, faded, cracked, dirty wall. There was a pipe where rain water poured out, leaving small puddles in the alley. 

  "Darn it," Graham whispered, realizing that he had lost her trail.

  Something jumped up above.

  "Uh, hello?" Graham asked. 

  No answer.

  "Carmen?"

  Little drops of water hit the cold ground. 

Drip, drip.

  He walked farther through the alley. His shoes squished through the puddles.

  Squish, squish.

  He heard a click from up above.

  WHOOSH!

  Graham felt something wrap across his wrist.

  "What on earth— Woah!"

  Yet again, he was handcuffed. But this time he wasn't tied to a chair, and the hand cuffs were red. Also tighter. Way tighter. The metal hugged his skin painfully.

  "Carmen! Get these off me!" There was no doubt they belonged to the lady in red. That made them hurt even more.

  "Carmen, I'm serious!"

  They beeped a bit, a small green light flickered on the "bracelets".

  "CRIKEY!" Graham screamed, as his entire body lurched towards the rain pipe. Something was involuntarily pulling him. 

  Wrists first, he slammed into the pipe. His elbows bent catching himself so that nothing but his hands rammed to the pipe. It still hurt though. 

  There was a magnet in the handcuffs. Graham was stuck to the metal pipe. He tried to pull off, but the magnet was crazy powerful. He could only move away from it his arm's length.