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Tek Secret [158-011-3.0]

By: William Shatner

Synopsis:

the fifth book in the Tek War series.

An Ace/ Putnam Book

G. P. Putnam's Sons Publishers Since 1838 200 Madison Avenue New

York,

NY 10016

reproduced in any form without permission. Published simultaneously in

Canada

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Shatner, William.

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Tek secret / William Shatner.

ISBN 0-399-13892-7 (acid-free paper)

1. Cardigan, Jake (Fictitious character) Fiction 2. Private

investigators--Fiction.

I. Title

PS3569.H347T42 1993

93-19740 CIP

813'.54dc20

Printed in the United States of America

This book is printed on acid-free paper.

During the intervening months between Tek Vengeance and this book, I

had the opportunity to meet a group of dedicated professionals who are

consumed with making the movie cum series, Tek War.

They are many in number and varied in skill. They range from the

caterer to the cinematographer to the producers to the script

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supervisor and all the fellows and girls who make up the crew of Tek

War. I've never enjoyed a filming experience more and I've never

looked forward to seeing the finished product as much.

I dedicate this book to all my newfound friends at Tek War.

The TEK tsunami continues... A ripple of enthusiasm from Marvel

Comics' TekWorld, ending its first year.

A riptide of interest and the fifth book is in print.

A deluge of creativity and TekWar, the movies, are being readied for

presentation at the beginning of 1994.

Causing all these undercurrents are... First and foremost, Ron Goulart,

who has aided and abetted me in all five books.

Fabian Nicieza at Marvel Comics and his brilliant team.." and the

wonderful group of film makers at MCA and Atlantic Films bringing to

life on the screen fantasies that, until now, resided on the pages of

the Tek novels.

And pooling everybody's talents is Carmen La Via agent extraordinaire,

at the Fifi Oscard Agency.

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Other invaluable surfers on our journey are Roger Cooper, Susan

Allison, and Ivy Fischer Stone.

All of you have my gratitude.

One can only speculate on what the future holds... IT Was A rainy

night in the late spring of the year 2121. As he flew his sky car

southward, he said again, "I've got to find her."

Barry Zangerly sat crouched stiffly at the controls, both hands tightly

clenched. He was a lean, dark man in his early thirties and he was

heading for the Ocean Park Sector of Greater Los Angeles.

When the vidphone on the dash panel buzzed, he flinched and jerked

upright in the drive seat Then, after taking a slow breath in and out,

he touched the respond key.

An older, huskier version of himself appeared on the small rectangular

picscreen. "So you're really going to this damn meeting?" asked Roger

Zangerly. "You're a bigger idiot than--" "Don't try to interfere,"

Barry warned his brother. "You should let the cops search for Alicia

Bower."

"Damn it, Rug, this is something I have to be involved in." "Okay,

allright." His brother was still at his office at the headquarters

plant of Mechanix International in the Hawthorne Sector of Greater LA.

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Out the wide windows behind him you could see the rain hitting at the

huge bright lit domes of the sprawling complex. "I didn't call to have

a fight," Barry. It's only that I don't like to see you walking into

trouble."

"I intend to find Alicia," he said. "She's been missing for three

days. I just don't understand why her father or--" "I work for

Owen Bower," reminded Roger, "and, trust me, I know him a hell of a lot

better than you do. He's very much concerned about her and even though

he's in the hospital, he's--"

"Nobody from Mechanix is doing enough to locate her." "We've got our

own people hunting for her. And you know the cops are busting their

butts on this, too." Lowering his voice, Roger leaned forward. "Don't

get mad again, but there's something else I have to say to you. Alicia

is, we all agree, a very attractive young woman. But, Barry, you have

to admit she's none too stable. She was, after all in that institution

last year."

"That was last year. I've been living with her for nearly ten months

now and I know that she--"

"Actually this is my fault. Yeah, I went and introduced you two at

that damn cocktail party. I've said to Dad more than once that I feel

responsible for all this."

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"Responsible for what, Rug? My being in love with your boss's

daughter. Are you afraid that's going to screw up your--"

"I know quite a bit more about her than maybe you do," said Roger.

"Before you there were other guys. A hell of a lot of other guys, in

fact. She's never, you know, been able to settle down with one man.

What's probably happened this time is that she got restless again."

"I don't want to hear any more of this crap from you." "Listen to me."

Roger shook his head. "I know you're eager to find her. But simply

because you get a call from some anonymous hoodlum--Really, Barry,

that's no reason to go flying off by yourself to a meeting in some damn

slum."

"I'm sorry I confided in you at all. I had the notion that you were

the sort of brother who--"

"I'm the best god damn brother you'll ever have." Roger's voice grew

louder. "Maybe I'm not smart enough to teach at SoCal Tech the way you

do, but I sure as hell know how the world works. Alicia Bower is just

some crazy little bitch who's determined to sleep with as many guys as

she can. You had your turn and she's probably just run off with the

next one in line."

lO "Drop it, Rug."

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His brother urged, "Forget about going to this meeting. Or at least

wait until I can join you."

"I was instructed to show up alone. Don't try to screw this

"You never have, you know, been able to take proper care of yourself.

I've always had to come along behind you and--" "Go to hell, Rug." He

hung up.

The vidphone buzzed again a moment later. Barry didn't answer.

He guided his sky car on through the heavy rain.

IT WAS EXACTLY 10 P.M. when Barry landed on the parking field near the

Arcade. The rain was heavier now, slamming straight down through the

night and hitting at him as he came hurrying out of his car.

Barry sprinted across the dimlit lot, which had only a dozen other

vehicles scattered across it. There was nobody visible through the

windows of the ticket kiosk at the exit gate. Inside it, though, a

dented and rusty robot sat on the floor. His left eye dangled on a few

twists of red and yellow wire, hanging three inches below the

rust-rimmed socket. Clutched in his left hand, which was missing a

finger, was a sheaf of parking chits.

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"Guess parking is free," Barry decided and hurried on.

A thin, black girl, not more than fifteen, was leaning, arms folded,

near the ground entrance of the Arcade.

Slowing, Barry scanned her. He was fairly certain that the person

who'd vidphoned him this afternoon, keeping the screen blanked, had

been a young girl. When he was nearly to the entryway, the girl

smiled. "$100 for an hour, $300 all night," she said in a gentle voice.

"Blow job is extra."

"Thanks, no." The first level of the structure housed fifteen or

so establishments. There were cafes, betting parlors, saloons, and

gaming rooms. More than half were shut down and dark. Less than fifty

people, most of them young, were frequenting this level of the

Arcade.

The plastitile floor was splotched with wide puddles of muddy water. As

Barry crossed to the up ramps several drops of rain fell from above and

hit him just over the ear.

The globes of floating light hanging over the entrance to the Level 3

ramp were smeared with dirt and one of them was flickering.

Far across the chill Arcade a young woman suddenly cried out in pain.

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"Shut up, bitch," shouted a gruff voice.

Barry stepped onto the moving ramp. Roughly halfway to Level 2 it

commenced making loud, ratcheting noises. Then the ramp ceased to

function.

Barry climbed the rest of the way.

In the shadowy doorway to the defunct souvenir shop on Level 3 a young

woman was huddled. She had her bare knees pressed tight together, her

fisted hands crossed over her chest. There was a lopsided smile on her

pale face and she was hooked up to the Tek Brainbox that was wedged in

her lap.

"I love you, too," she was murmuring.

Barry had been instructed to meet his informant at a place called

Gypsy's at 10:15. Gypsy's was midway along the right-hand tier. Next

to it was a small jewelry shop called Moonstone's. The shop was shut,

its display window offering nothing but a long dead mouse.

The sign screen next to the door of Gypsy's announced: ALL

THE LATEST FORTUNE TELLING DEVICES & MORE! CLOSED FOR NOW.

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Barry reached for the door. Before his fingertips touched it, the door

whispered and swung slowly open inward.

In the middle of the dimly illuminated foyer, he saw the body of a

woman stretched out facedown on the floor.

"Oh, god!"

He ran to the body, knelt beside it. The door shut behind him.

This wasn't Alicia. It wasn't a woman at all, only an android dressed

in the costume of a gypsy fortune teller.

When he rolled the android over on her back, Barry saw that someone had

opened her chest and removed most of the inner workings.

At the back of the shadowy room another door opened. Two men, large

and thickset, came in. Then a big coppery robot, wearing a long black

overcoat, followed. The three remained near the open doorway, side by

side, watching him, saying nothing.

Barry rose to his feet. "Did one of you contact meT'

The larger of the two men nudged the robot.

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