Chapter 67 - 6: Jacon City (1/2)

Jacon City....22h47

After crossing the desert, James arrived at the town of Jacon in barely an hour, he entered the town, which was relatively quiet.

It was a city of about 30000 inhabitants, it had a rather particular history since it is one of the first thirty Martian cities, it was used as a base for the space traveler at the beginning of the great space colonization about ten years ago.

But because of the big baby boom of the 90s, Mars quickly became inhabited, thanks to the population explosion new cities quickly emerged, the tax advantages made that extraterrestrial investors flocked to Mars like flies to a jar of honey.

Some statitians claimed that in this city more than 43% of the illicit goods from Mars would circulate, wanting to warn the general public of their findings they wanted to publish the results of their work but no journalists or magazines wanted to publish their findings, some of them disappeared mysteriously and even their corpses were never found.

The large multinatiplanets have made massive investments, encouraged by the government, quickly making Mars the fourth economic axis of the U.S.S. in barely two decades.

This led to the abandonment of cities like the Jacon City, which little by little became quite bad-looking cities, the crime rate in this city was higher than any other Martian city, the strangest thing was that the authorities turned a blind eye to the existence of Jacon City, rumors even claimed that the city was actually owned by a powerful politician.

James walked the streets of the city without any problem, he had hidden his face by wearing a cap, sunglasses and a hooded sweater, despite the bad reputation of the city, the streets, although quite busy, were orderly, the passers-by were all serene and going about their business, one could even think it was an ordinary city, but an observant person would immediately notice the strange behavior of the passers-by who were all trying to be as discreet as possible, no stores had windows, they just had a sign in front giving no information about what they were selling on top of that 90% of the passers-by were carrying weapons although they were all trying to conceal them James noticed this at a glance.

They didn't have a camera in the city either, there were no police or security guards and transport spacesh.i.p.s were constantly crossing the city's skies, which was suspicious for a small town.

James walked for about ten minutes through the dark alleys before finding a seedy motel he entered.

At the front desk, sitting behind a counter, there was a chubby bald man wearing a white tank top covered in sweat.

The man looked at James lazily yawned and then said in a hoarse voice.

”Welcome to the Combia Motel, the room is 10 USM a night, please pay in advance.”

James looked at the shabby motel that even c.o.c.kroaches won't want to stay in and was speechless, finally he sighed.

”What's your payment code?”