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    The Medusa Project
    The Medusa Project
    The Medusa Project
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    The Medusa Project

    By Lou Wilham

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    Everyone takes things that don't belong to them.

     

    From Medusa, it was her reputation. From Poseidon, it was his freedom.

     

    When Poseidon is released from prison, after years of being locked away, the bodies start piling up, and all fingers point to Medusa. Agent Kyrie Alcide of the Perseus Initiative is tasked with investigating the case, and keeping tabs on Medusa. But Kyrie is about to find out that everything in the legend of the infamous gorgon might not be as it seems. 

     

    Now, if Kyrie can't discover who the real murderer is Medusa could find herself their next victim.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMidnight Tide Publishing
    Release dateMar 23, 2021
    ISBN9781393722380
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      The Medusa Project - Lou Wilham

      Chapter 1

      Everyone takes things that don’t belong to them. A dollar on the street. A pen at the bank. Another person’s order at the coffee shop.

      From Medusa, they took her reputation. From Poseidon, they took his freedom. And from this man …

      Agent Alcides, someone said, drawing Kyrie’s attention back to the body. The man’s neck was bent at an odd angle, made more evident by the stone beneath him holding his head up like a pillow.

      From this man, they took his life.

      Yes, I’m listening, Kyrie said, drawing herself out of her own inner monologue long enough to crouch down beside the body. She pulled a pen from the messy bun perched on the back of her head and balanced a scrubby legal pad on her knee to take notes. What do we know?

      Henry Cadmus. Sixty-five. Retired Perseus agent.

      Facts. It was easier for most humans to stick to the facts, to the black and white of a sheet of paper that listed who a person was in cold hard truths. Far easier to do that than to live in the strange world of color that Kyrie inhabited. But that’s why she was good at her job.

      He’s one of ours? she asked. Pink ink scribbled in a messy scrawl across yellow paper, standing out in a way that looked more like two highlighters clashing than notes on a murder. She’d been told once not to use colored inks—it was unprofessional. Kyrie had ignored that suggestion and kept right on doing as she pleased. So long as she got results, she didn’t see where it mattered what color she wrote in.

      Yeah. He retired pretty early. No one at the main office has seen him in at least twenty years.

      Kyrie nodded, squinting up into the sun at the building looming above them. A modern thing, mostly windows that reflected the light in a hard glare, but the words up near the roof, emblazoned in crisp white sans-serif letters, were clear: Stone & Son’s Excavation.

      Did he work here? It was a silly question, or at least, most people would assume it was. Most people would assume that if a person somehow got access to the roof of a building, they must work there. Likewise, most people might assume this was a suicide. Kyrie was not most people.

      I’ll have someone check the records.

      Can we move him yet? She drew a neat little box around the words Stone & Son’s Excavation on the pad. It meant something. A deliberate choice either by Cadmus himself or whoever had killed him.

      Not yet. The coroner wants to have a look-see.

      To make sure it’s suicide? Her pen made that weird springy sound as she tapped it against the pad.

      To make sure he wasn’t killed first and then thrown off.

      Hmm, Kyrie hummed, standing from her crouch and taking turn about the body. It was strange where it had landed, and how. In a parking lot full of cars, Cadmus had missed them all and somehow landed on a rock the size of a pillow. There was no blood on the rock—that was even stranger. And his head was settled against it like he was sleeping, in spite of how the rest of his body was splayed in a mangled mess of broken bones. He was moved.

      That’s for the coroner to find out.

      No, that wasn’t a question. He was definitely moved. This position was deliberate. Can we get him out of the way? I need a look at the rock. She tucked her pen back into the messy bun, ignoring the not-so-subtle yank of hard plastic in long hair.

      I told you, we have to wait for the coroner.

      Fine. How much longer will she be?

      Twenty minutes.

      Kyrie sighed, rocking back on her heels. Her hands fidgeted with the pad for a minute, feet tapping, before she got bored and wandered back toward her car.

      Where are you going?

      I’m going to pull up Cadmus’s Perseus records. Come get me when the coroner is done. She didn’t even bother to turn back, just shouted loud enough for the whole parking lot to hear her. It took her a long minute of brushing away half-eaten french fries, fast food wrappers, and not-quite-empty cups of coffee in the back seat before she found her work bag buried under the mess. Crumpled files, half-used legal pads, and enough colorful pens to make an elementary school teacher blush fell into the passenger seat as she dug for her tablet. All the way to the bottom of the bag.

      Tapping impatiently on the screen, she huffed when the big battery icon popped up, flashing red and angry.

      Okay. Okay. No need to shout. Thankfully, the charger was where it always was: plugged into the cigarette lighter along with a tangle of other cords. The car groaned at her as she turned the key before humming to life. More tapping followed as she waited for the tablet to charge up enough to be useful, along with the quiet chant of, Charge. Charge. Charge.

      A few other Perseus agents milled about, coming and going from the scene. None of them the coroner, which was a nuisance. How long did it take one person to arrive at a crime scene? And shouldn’t the coroner have been there first?

      After what seemed like forever, the screen came to life. Kyrie typed in her password, a twenty-digit monstrosity that the Perseus Initiative had chosen for her, and then quickly found her way into their app. More tapping, more impatient murmuring, as the little wheel spun and spun and spun.

      Hullo, Henry, she whispered, pushing her glasses up farther on her nose as her eyes skimmed the file. Hmm. You were a busy boy, weren’t you? Echo … Antigone … Achilles … Medusa.

      Kyrie’s head cocked, a thought niggling at the back of her mind. Medusa, one of their first. The original victim Perseus had saved all those centuries ago. The great gorgon herself. A woman who could turn a man

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