Page 95 of The Protector


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“Maybe if you become the new Indiana Jones, they will.”

“Who?”

“He was a celebrated archeologist from the twentieth century and I’m a major fan of his work.”

“All right.” Lee looked down at the small thing in my hand. “So is there any way to find out what’s on it?”

“Uh-huh,” I said with excitement. “I brought a converter that we use when we come across things like these, but it’s back at the mansion.”

“Well, can we go and get it? I’m curious,” Bruce leaned in to see it better and his shoulder touched mine.

“What’s going on?” Boulder’s voice was low and menacing.

Bruce and I both whipped our heads toward Boulder and an audible gulp came from Bruce.

“Why the fuck are you rubbing against my wife?”

Lee had already moved away and shook his head. “I didn’t, we were just looking at…”

“Boulder,” I said – cutting off Bruce. “You’re being unreasonable. Bruce made a promising discovery and we were merely discussing it.”

Boulder’s gaze fell to my hands. “What is it?” he asked.

“I’ll explain it to you on the way back. I need something from our room.” I was already up and walking toward the hybrid, turning my head back to Bruce and the others. “Carry on, I’ll be back later.”

“What is it?” Boulder asked again when we were in the drone and flying back to the mansion.

“It’s called a flash drive.”

“What’s a flash drive?”

“An old-fashioned device to store information.”

“And how does it work?”

“Good question.” I held it up so he could see it. “What’s your first thought? How would this work?”

“I don’t know.”

“Guess.”

“Okay. I’m thinking there must be a way to activate the projector that shows the content.”

“There’s no projector in this thing.”

He frowned. “So how do I see what it has stored?”

“Try again.”

“Is it one of those water hologram things?”

“No.”

“Then tell me.”

I smiled smugly. “People carried this around but it was useless without a computer.”

“What do you mean? I’m still confused. Are we talking implants?”