Rayse walked into the precinct office of the Zygerus Circuit Security. She had been summoned to the office by her commanding officer, Commander Urether, for a new assignment and to meet her new partner. Rayse had been a beat cop, walking the streets of Zygerus in quadrant three, zone sixty-five, between Alsuria and Dearen, and Fodge and Hilkanz Streets in the suburb of Miltzenax.
Rayse and Xaxyn landed their shuttle in the courtyard outside of Ihdris Enterprises near the magnificent and ultra-modern piece of art in front of the building. Rayse and Xaxyn leaped from their shuttle, where they met with the local beat cops that had cordoned off the area and surrounded the building, ensuring that the suspects were contained inside.
Xaxyn approached the senior officer on site. “What’s going on here?” the biomech asked, looking up at the tall man with the shoulder-length mustache whiskers. The officer ignored Xaxyn and turned his attention to Rayse. It didn’t make the tiny biomechanoid happy. “I asked you a question. Do you always ignore investigators when they ask you questions,” she asked, activating her leg extenders with a stomp of her foot.
The surprised expression on his face said it all. He stammered.
“Well? I’m waiting,” Xaxyn said, raising her voice to a shout.
“Yes, ma’am,” he managed to spit out, while snapping to attention. “My apologies.” He smiled nervously and looked over at Rayse for a moment before turning his attention back to Xaxyn. “The suspects are inside. They have taken Ihdris Enterprise’s CEO hostage. Apparently, they are armed with placators and zapped him to keep him from resisting.”
Rayse stepped forward with a question of her own. “How many suspects are we talking about here?”
The senior officer glanced at Rayse, before turning his attention back to Xaxyn. “All reports suggest there are two suspects in the building. They were on the forty-fifth floor heading for the elevator with Hedridge Masblitz in tow.”
Without further word, Xaxyn marched toward the door. Rayse nodded at the senior beat cop and said, “Thank you for your assistance.” She turned and hurried after Xaxyn. Catching up to the little Investigator, Rayse asked, “Couldn’t you have been nicer to him?”
Xaxyn stopped and looked at Rayse with confusion on her face. Seeing that Rayse was being serious, Xaxyn said, “Now, isn’t that quaint.”
“Quaint?” Rayse asked feeling a bit insulted. “You know … that was me just yesterday.”
Xaxyn sighed before saying, “I’m sorry. It wasn’t directed at you.”
“Then, what was that about?”
“You saw how he treated me,” Xaxyn said. “It happens to me all the time. No one really sees me, until I put my foot down and demand respect. It doesn’t always work, but if I don’t, then, they don’t even see me at all.” Xaxyn‘s head sank and her shoulders slumped. Rayse could tell that it really bothered the little biomechanoid. She decided she would have to take the initiative to change her partner’s outlook.
“Well, I’ll make sure to never take you for granted,” Rayse said opening the door for her new friend.
Xaxyn nodded and strode through the door, ready to get to work. Rayse walked side by side with her partner toward the receptionist’s desk. At the desk, Xaxyn once again found herself just short of being over to look over the edge of the desk. Rayse stepped forward and said, “I’m Investigator Rayse, and this is Senior Investigator Xaxyn.”
The receptionist leaned forward to get a closer look at Xaxyn and smiled when she saw the tiny biomech Investigator. “It’s nice to meet you both. What can I do for you?”
Rayse and Xaxyn exchanged confused glances. The receptionist should have been in the loop as to the emergency procedures, especially when one of their executives was at risk. Something wasn’t right. Xaxyn said, “We are Zygerus Security Investigators. We received an Executive Emergency Alert.”
“Oh … That must be what some of these lights mean,” Celcia said with a nervous smile, indicating some of the flashing lights on her switchboard control panel with a wave of her hand. “It’s my first day here. I’m a temp while the regular receptionist is out sick. And if what you say is true, I have a feeling this may be my last day too.”
“I see,” Xaxyn said, coming around the receptionist’s desk so she could get a better view of the woman with the long, floppy ears. “We need clearance to access the forty-fifth floor.”
Celcia opened her desk and rummaged through it. “Hmm … This is odd. I’m missing a couple of visitor passes,” she said, pulling out two more and handing them to Xaxyn and Rayse respectively. She didn’t remember giving the missing passes to Nize and Corialis.
Taking the offered passes, Rayse and Xaxyn stepped around the desk and started heading toward the elevator doors.