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    Memory Lane: and Other Tales of Cyberpunk Tomorrows
    Memory Lane: and Other Tales of Cyberpunk Tomorrows
    Memory Lane: and Other Tales of Cyberpunk Tomorrows
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    Memory Lane: and Other Tales of Cyberpunk Tomorrows

    By Julian M. Miles

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    Every dystopia has an underbelly, where mean streets and noir lifestyles mix and clash, driven by the needs of greed and survival.

    This anthology collects stories that feature many incarnations of cyberpunk, drawn from the first nine volumes of his Visions of the Future anthologies.

    This is the second of an occasional series of themed collections drawn from his annual ‘Visions of the Future’ anthologies. (All of which are available from Amazon worldwide in standard, OpenDyslexic font, and Kindle editions, as well as being available for all devices from Smashwords.)

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJulian M. Miles
    Release dateApr 28, 2020
    ISBN9780463928585
    Memory Lane: and Other Tales of Cyberpunk Tomorrows
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    Julian M. Miles

    Julian’s first loves were science fantasy and magic; the blending of ancient and futuristic. This led him to a love of speculative fiction, initially as a reader, then as a reader and writer.He started writing at school, extended into writing role-playing game scenarios, and thence into bardic storytelling. In 2011 he published his first books, in 2012 he released more (along with the smallest complete role-playing system in the world).With over 30 books published in digital and physical formats, he has no intention of stopping this writing lark anytime soon, and he'd be delighted if you'd care to join him for a book or two.

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      Memory Lane - Julian M. Miles

      Memory Lane

      And Other Tales of Cyberpunk Tomorrows

      A Visions of the Future Omnibus

      A science fantasy anthology by Julian M. Miles

      Copyright 2020 Julian M. Miles

      Smashwords Edition

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      Smashwords Edition, License Notes:

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      *****

      Contents

      Knights

      Hostages

      Riph

      Streetlife

      A Day in the Office

      Full Cover

      Call of Duty

      Librarian

      Nothing to Lose

      Old Gamers Never Die

      Nanoland

      Coming Up for Air

      Gumshoe

      Believers

      When the War is Over

      Reload

      Black Rider

      Highlights

      Memory Lane

      Hollow Medal

      Sin Leche

      Startup

      Bad Cyber

      Dragonflies

      Mary Said

      Close Call

      Like Mist in the Sun

      Planets

      Peternal

      I Don’t Want to Go to Dataworld

      About the Author

      Connect with Julian Miles

      Other Books by Julian Miles

      Credits

      *****

      Knights

      What was left of the curtains drifted in the aimless breeze that ambled through the open door behind Patta. He stood three steps inside the doorway in the classic ‘L’ stance of a veteran martial artist. His partly undone greatcoat revealed a pinstripe suit and pale green tie. Under his fedora, placid eyes matched the colour of the tie and so did the cufflink protruding from the coat sleeve on his extended arm. The gloved hand of that arm steadily gripped a Handow ten-millimetre silenced automatic.

      Facing him in an almost mirror stance was Jande. His tie was black, matching every item of his clothing. The matte-black Carter fifteen millimetre flechette projector completed his stark ensemble. That weapon was held in a relaxed grip with the slight cant that indicated a familiarity with the weapon’s tendency to pull to the right. Jande appeared a cigarette in his offhand and slid it into the corner of his mouth without taking his eyes from Patta. He inhaled hard and, with a hiss, it self-ignited. Patta raised an eyebrow and his mouth quirked into a slight smile. He reached down and pulled out an orange cube. With equally unwavering focus, he popped it in his mouth and bit down with relish. Jande exhaled slowly with obvious pleasure.

      I presume business is good as you can chew Jovian fudge.

      That it is, old comrade. Except tonight I come to retrieve something from an errant and find myself staring down a familiar custom shredder. You had it repaired?

      I replaced it. F-guns are just never the same after a breakage. Tonight’s diversion to kill an errant was going to pay for my preferred customisation.

      So we are both here to kill. Who is the unfortunate?

      Gatto.

      My erstwhile partner. I see a parallel.

      Really?

      I came to get a datapack from Impia.

      Jande took another drag on his cigarette before replying: So you came to kill my estranged wife?

      Indeed.

      Patta casually lifted his offhand with two fingers raised, paused momentarily with one pointed at each of his eyes and then flicked his glance over Jande’s off-shoulder before massaging the bridge of his nose. Jande lifted a hand to his cigarette, pointing right before holding the cigarette against two curled fingers. Behind him, a single soft scuff barely stirred the wind-blown silence. It was enough. Jande flicked his cigarette high to his left as he spun forward and round on the ball of his right foot. Simultaneously, Patta transferred his weight forward while swinging his left foot out, dropping into a single-leg crouch. The thud of the Handow was complemented by the evil syncopated hiss of the Carter unloading a stream of heated silicate slivers in the same direction. In the darkness, one body flew backwards into the wall and one wheezed like a wet accordion before slumping forward. Jande looked at the Handow smoking by his right ear.

      You still using those teflon abominations?

      Of course. Shall we go and say hello to my late partner and your late wife?

      Jande laughed: She carries her lucre in thigh straps.

      Patta nodded: Gatto had himself marsupialised. I couldn’t.

      Just as looting the legs I stroked in passion is beyond me.

      They moved forward purposefully and finished swiftly. Pausing at the door, they simultaneously raised silver cubes of Agmin InstaBlaze, laughed and threw in synchrony: Patta lobbing, Jande bowling. Leaving the sudden conflagration, they walked toward the dome of the city.

      Lafayette’s is still open and I am allowed a guest.

      Do they still serve Venusian absinthe?

      They do.

      Then lead on.

      ***

      Hostages

      There’s a scream and a thud as my little helper zips round the corner and delivers a messy death to the fool who thought that cover mattered. I hear the sounds of hasty retreat and the whimpers of their hostage as she bumps along. That annoys me. I clamber up the frame of a fire escape and set off across the rooftops at a flat run, hurdling anything under two metres. Below and ahead I hear the muttered conversation of the fleeing dead: He’s a front line trooper, Ade. We don’t stand a chance. We gotta cut her loose.

      Listen to your cretinous friends, Ade.

      Rape him! I ain’t scared of some ugly beggar done up to scare proles on some jerkwater planet. We’re The Brooklyn Dragons. Nothing stops soldiers like us.

      Soldiers? Don’t make me puke.

      Where did he go?

      A fem? Well well. She’s asking the right question too.

      Shut up, Wanda. Just coz you did some time up there means shit down here.

      Definitely not bright.

      Ade, he’s a Trenton Fourteen and we are raping dead if we don’t back down. I can’t touch him.

      I nearly miss my footing with that little revelation. I slow down so I can uplink and push a request for an ID on Wanda. She should be on file.

      I am in midair when a figure stands up on the roof where I’m due to land. He’s got a sword. Good choice if he can use it. He can’t. I’m a flying body that has to come down and he waits for me to land before taking a swing at me? So stupid. I take the sword off him and break his arm in the process. While he screams, I slam him onto the parapet, shove the blade up his arse and let the momentum take them both over the edge.

      My query is answered: Wanda MacIntyre, a Trenton Eight and a pretty package too. The info comes with an upgrade for her. She’s been overridden, the embarrassing problem with the early models. I need to get eye contact. Yippee. Well, no point in waiting for tactical advantage. I run across two rooftops and handspring over the edge to drop three stories into the midst of them. They scatter and I grab Wanda before she can react, which is way before the meatheads get to move. I stare into

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