Chapter 4p4 – Look How Fast

Gord got a funny look on his ham-like face. He pulled his PAI back and started tapping and swiping at the screen.

"What kind of 'history' are you talking about?" Milly asked Tic.

"Nothing important!" said Tic quickly, eyeing Gord.

Gord glowered at Tic and tapped his chin.

"Hey," said Tic, "did you know I used to be a track-and-field athlete? Look how fast I can run!" He sprinted for the door.

"Wait!" said Milly. "Tic, where are you going?"

At the mention of Tic's name, Gord whipped a laser pistol out from under his parka. "Hold it!" he grunted.

Tic froze, and a hush fell over the pawn shop as the other customers saw what was happening.

Gord held up his PAI and compared a photo of Tic's face to the real man standing in front of him. "You're Tic Bolter!"

"Oh, no," said Tic. "That isn't me. I'm Tic, uh, Hawkins. Completely different guy!"

"Mr. Dunter wants to see you," rumbled Gord.

"Does he? Well I'd love to see him, too, but like I said, I've got something to take care of, so maybe just tell him I—"

Gord took the safety off his pistol. Tic shut up.

"Is this a money problem, Gord?" said Milly. "Maybe I can help clear it up. Tic's my friend, and—"

"If you're Tic Bolter's friend," said Gord, "then Mr. Dunter wants to see you, too." He turned his pistol towards her.

Tic seized the opportunity and dove out of sight behind a shabby antique dresser.

Gord sent a barrage of lasers at the dresser as Milly shrieked.

Hunching into as small a target as possible, Tic felt around frantically for something, anything, to defend himself with.

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