All Chapters of The Alpha Protocol: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My skull stabbed in a rusty air hammer.When I blinked, an unnaturally grelle, sterile white burned into my retina.The familiar, comforting stench after lubricating oil, earth and sweat from the slumshad disappeared. Instead, the air roared to ozone, sharpDisinfectants and... fear. Cold, metallic terror.I lay on a steel carrying, strapped tightly with thick leather straps. Panik rose inmy throat, but I forced myself to rest. Breathe, Jada, analyze. Survival.How many times did I make a working system from old, broken boards?My mind was my best tool, and I was not allowed to let the fearshortcut.I just turned my head over a millimeter. The room was a high-tech laboratory,stuffed with flickering monitors and solid steel doors. Two men inwhite coats stood a few meters away and stared at a brightData terminal. Her faces were bald.“Your vital values are stable,” the younger whispered. He knew himself with tremblingHands over the forehead. “But doctor, look at the compatibility

The time in sector Omega did not exist. There was no sunrise, noShift change horn, only the eternal, humming red of the surveillance camera highat the top of the ceiling and the icy cold that slowly out of the concrete floor in myBones cracked.I didn't know if hours or days had passed. I still sat inthe same corner, the knees pulled to the chest, and stared into the darkness.From the opposite corner of the cell, the deep, uniform breathing of theApex. He hadn't moved. Sometimes I heard the sound of his chains,when he moved the weight, or saw the weak, restless flattening of hisgreen eyes. He was watching me. Each of my movements, each of myBreaths.My stomach was cramped. The thirst was worse than theHunger. In the slums one knew that the human body was three days withoutWater could survive, but the dry, recycled air of this laboratoryaccelerated the process. My lips were already cracked.I leaned on the wall and forced myself to get up. My jointsprotested stiff.Immedia

The red warning light of the surveillance camera continued to flash. After I had washed Cael's blood out of my face, he no longer moved into the rear corner of the cell back. He sat down with his back against the cold Wall, the long legs stretched out, and struck a hand flat on the floor next to themselves. It was a silent call. I didn't hesitate long. The wet cold of the ground already cracked my legs up. I sat next to him, deliberately gave a handbread place between us, however felt the immense heat that its body radiated like a blast furnace. It was comforting. “They watch us,” I said quietly and stared up to the camera. “Let her,” Kael grolled dark. He put his head in his neck and closed his eyes. “They don’t understand what they see anyway. For them, I'm just subject zero. A mathematical problem that they cannot solve.” “What are you really, Kael?” The question slipped out before I stopped them could. I bite on the lower lip. In the slums there were no questions abo

The darkness of the cell was exhilarating, but my senses had long since lack of light adapted. My focus was only on the cold metal ring, that closed like a parasitic ridge around Kael's massive neck. “Shut up,” I whispered and dashed a sweaty hair strand from the forehead. I knelt on the hard concrete floor, right between Kaels stretched legs, to get close enough to his neck. My thighs touched almost his hips. The supernatural heat that gave off his body was in the irony Cell a blessing, but at the same time took my breath. Every time his deeper Breast basket lifted, he pulled me slightly. “You’re wasting your time, Jada,” he shoved quietly. He sat down stiffly, his hands Faucets to suppress the urge, me from dangerous electronics to push away. “This collar is connected to my central nervous system. If you cut the wrong wire, it will send out a deadly shock.” “Do you really think I would start cutting blind?” I left my sharp piece of drone rotor blade slide over the edge

The red emergency lighting plunged the endless corridors into a bloody light. The crying of the sirens has meanwhile been anoesthetic, a mechanical Circles that echoed the naked concrete walls. Kael ran. It wasn't a human run anymore. It was the movement of an absolute Predatory. Each of his steps covered an incomprehensible distance. I was thinking about his wide shoulder, the arm tightly wrapped around his muscular back, and stared at the floating ground. His breath went evenly, deep and powerful, unimpeded by my weight or the residual tension of Electricity beats that still licked easily through its muscles. “They lock the sectors!” I called against the noise, as heavy, steel Scots at the ceiling crossings began to decrease rapidly. “Then we have to be faster,” said Kael. He didn't throttle his pace. On the contrary. As before us a massive Safety door crunchingly approached the ground, he accelerated. The gap was barely one more meter high. I squeezed my eyes togethe