Captain Clinton walked under the morning sky through the streets of Washington DC. Anyone who looked at him would probably think he was on his way to work. He wished it was so. For many days now, he had been spending his night time in the office . He turned right and continued walking.
" Rick, are you there?" He asked.
" Yo. Right here." Rick replied through his ear device. " Just chilling with a bottle of—" he was cut short.
" Please Rick, I do not have the strength for any long talks. How close am I?"
" You didn't even give me the chance to finish what I wanted to say. "
" You are so unbelievable, Rick. I asked you a question. And I demand
Mike had ransacked the whole room in search of what he needed. He wondered why all of a sudden, why his mother had to change the location of this box. It used to be right there in her room under her bed. But it was not there. It was not equally in the wardrobe . Those were the normal places his mother could hide things. But this time around, everything had changed. Could it be that someone already barged into their home and made away with the box? No way. Out of frustration, he decided to walk out of the room and walk straight to his own room in the house. Maybe his mother was struggling to pass all the information he needed to be guided after her death. And possibly, the box was a part of the information she tried to pass. Just then, he remembered quickly. His mother had sometime in the past made a strange statement to him." In due time , what you seek to know will be in your possession." H
The director of the Federal Bureau of Investigations was already waiting for his team . He looked at his time and sighed. He would have complained but he was not able to. The thought of the mission he was about to send them off to was on his mind. What if they did not make it back alive? But it was not such a big deal. Helen would go to platinum hotels and check out some issues in their security cameras. Agent Wills would go to Alabama. But what exactly was he going to meet in Alabama? No one had an idea. It could be dangerous. What if Helen is attacked? But by who? He remembered Helen was also going to track the so-called Mike. It could be really dangerous." Hey! Boss!" Helen had arrived.He looked up and smiled. " Helen, you are here already. "" Yes, I am . " She s
Captain Clinton walked to and fro in the East wing of the white house. He had not waited for long but he already felt that Rick was taking all the time in the world to show up. He sighed and walked to the stairs . Then, he sat down. His body hurted him pretty well." Captain Clinton!" Rick called out as he approached." Hey . You might need to stop shouting that name. "" What is the matter? Are you hiding from someone?"" I am supposed to be at the hospital receiving treatments from the doctors."" That is part of my reasons for being surprised. " Rick replied as he sat beside him. " Why are you here? "
Chief Christopher Balor assembled everyone who had his post at the gate. The number was big. There was no way he would start to investigate every single person present. So, he thought of other ways of doing this. At first, all he wanted was to take on all of them . Taking out separate time for each of them . All it was going to take was time. And as for that time, they did not have it in abundance. So, other measures needed to be taken in order to arrive at a definite result within the shortest time frame . He made his decision. This was definitely going to work out well." If you just resumed your duty in the rising of the sun, come this way." He used his left hand to direct them. " Stand by my left. " He looked around. He was making progress. The team before him got reduced a little as some people had already broken out. " If you have been here before the coughing bout of the president, com
Steve sat down at his table eagerly waiting for Mike to arrive. His take had not yet been served. The chair opposite him was empty. Mike was going to fill up the vacancy when he arrived. But he was already taking too much time to arrive. What was keeping him? The television that hung on an adjacent wall was on but Steve obviously did not have any interest in whatever program was going on there. The television had played an Asian epic romance movie to help people tide over the situation in the country. But that would only work if all the people seated there had their attention fixed on the television. The strategy was obviously not working out well as no one was wearing a happy face. Platinum hotels was definitely going to make big sales on that day. A lot of people wanted to be at the site of the explosion but were not granted the privilege by the security men and women at work. So, many started devising a new strategy. Since platinum hotels was
Helen stood with the manager of platinum hotels in a hallway. He looked like he was in his twenties but a careful study of him would make even a child know he must be in his forties. His thick mustache was enough proof. But considering his size, no one would ever expect him to be as commanding as he was at the moment to Helen." I am sorry, young lady. But you may have to leave this place on your own or I will be forced to order the security to throw you out. "" It is just a simple request. Let me take a look at the cameras . Take me to your security control room."" I have tried to be cool with you because this is our hotel and our job here is to serve people. But it is obvious you have ulterior motives for coming here. Who on Earth walks into a hotel and seeks access to a
Chief Joe paced with his head full of thoughts. For the past few minutes, he had not done anything that would point directly at any individual who would likely be involved in the chain of events that ensued the previous night. When he had assembled all the kitchen related staff, he specifically ordered those that were on duty during the hours of the previous night to remain while the others left. Now, they were all standing before him with their faces bent down. Could it be the guilt of their actions or they were just afraid? If it was guilt, there was possibly no way all of them would be involved in the incident. So , why were their faces all looking worked up? Probably, there was something they knew that he was yet to know. But what could that be? He was still in his thoughts when Chief Chris started approaching." Hey." Chief Chris spoke. " How is it going over here?"
Agent Helen had her eyes traveling from one computer to the other. She needed answers to her questions. It was not really her question but that of the nation. The manager just stood beside her." This is what is going on currently within the perimeter that the explosion affected. " The manager said to her." I see. " She nodded. " But this is not what I need right now."" You said you wish to see the Center City. Isn't it?" The manager asked." Yes. But what I need right now is the clip from yesterday."" Yesterday's clip?"" You heard me well. The clip that can show me the entire area before
Mike sat next to Helen on the plane. Steve was in the same row but the next column. Helen had gone asleep and now leaned her head on the glass window of the plane." I am a little bit anxious, you know. " Mike said to Steve." Anxious?" Steve asked." Yes. I am just anxious. "" Why so?"" Do you not think it is normal to be anxious? I mean, considering the journey that we have embarked on, do you not think it is right that I feel anxious at some point? "" You have no reason to be anxious, Mike. "" Come to think of it, Steve. Could it be that my father has a connection to all of this?"
Captain Clinton stood several meters away and stared at the big black gate of a fenced compound. The directions he had received from Rick had led him directly to this point. Though, he had not seen the ambulance as proof . But he knew somewhere beyond the black gate and the fence, the ambulance would be parked . Four men stood before the gate. As one in the field, he could tell some of the loitering men in the area were keeping guard of the premises. Getting in would be very difficult. He was not even sure of what he was really going in there to see. All he had at the back of his mind was to get in." Rick. " He spoke through his communicating device. " Rick, can you hear me?"" Captain Clinton." Rick responded. " I am right hereWhat is the situation at the moment?"
Rick was becoming a little bit anxious over the whole thing. His breathing was becoming more intense. Whether it was because he was afraid of walking to a place he had not been before to see someone in secret or that the weight of the whole investigation was already pressing down on him , he could not really say. Never for once in his entire life has he been involved directly in an investigation. But this time, there was no other option other than to do it. If they were right all along, letting Chief Christopher Balor know anything about the current move would only be very detrimental and might end up being a waste of Captain Clinton's efforts." Hmm. " He exhaled. " There is nothing to fear, Rick. Yeah. Nothing to fear. We can do the same. You can do it. Remember, there is no other available option. If you do not help Captain Clinton, then, there might be no other person to do that. He confides in y
Helen stood alone with her phone. It was obvious that Ugoeze had been trying to reach her . But it was not working out. It was now clear to her that she was not going to return anytime soon like they had presumed before she left. For some reason, she still could not explain why she was doing what she was doing. The reason for heading to Paris was what she had not yet known. And trying to find out in the wrong way might end up jeopardizing her move. There was a lot of work that needed to be done. She dialed Kane's line first." Kane. " She spoke." Helen. Is that you?"" Yeah. It is me. " She giggled. " You are surprised."" I should be surprised, Helen. You nearly killed me. "" Nearly killed you. Huh. That is way
Ugoeze had gone out of her unit of operation at platinum hotels. Two things were on her mind. Her colleague who was a friend and the traitor named Paul Cole. She looked at her phone again as she walked towards the site of the explosion. There was feedback yet. What could be taking her so long to get back to her? She sighed." Agent Helen, where on Earth are you? Huh . And why are you not taking my calls? " She spoke to herself. The effect of the explosion was right before her. The entire space was sealed from civilian passage. She stopped and observed the whole area. There were agents from different security operating units on patrol. A plan was needed . Since she was on an undercover operation, revealing her identity carelessly may stand to be a risk on the journey. Her phone started vibrating . Taking a look, it was a call." Hello… who is
Agent Wills yawned hungrily as he continued his walk . Alabama was without any doubt a very nice place to be . The circumstances would not just allow him to have a good taste of what it meant to get there." You have arrived." Kane spoke. " Have you not?"" Yeah. I have. " Agent Wills replied and stopped before a wooden bungalow. ." You owe me a nice treat. Do not forget that. "" For what?"" Are you asking that? Without me man, you would have been lost."" Don't think too highly of yourself. I would have found my way. You only made it easier. Okay?"
Rick yanwed tiredly and stretched his hands and twisted his neck in both directions. Then, he took a bite of the burger Captain Clinton had left back there in the basketball court." What the—?" His eyes went to the event at the gate of the White House. "I thought this was about to be over." He muttered. " What is this again?" Before him in the computer, the chief of the United States Secret Service was marching on to stand before the protestants again. What was he thinking?".... Good morning once again to our good citizens. " Chief Christopher Balor began. "I believe that you must be surprised to see me here again. But you have no reason to be so surprised. You marched on from your respective homes to this gate to get information. And more information is what I have brought to you all. " The eyes of many that were gathe
" What were you saying earlier on the phone?" Captain Clinton asked. " You were the one that called me, right?"" Yes. " The operator replied. " Since you left, we could not gather up our strength. Uhm. Especially considering the bitter truth that one of us lost his life a few minutes ago. "" I apologize for that. I didn't mean it to happen that way. "" No. You have nothing to be sorry about. We all saw how it happened. It was not your fault. "" Are you trying to make me feel good or what? You should be unhappy that the person who used to work here with you has died."" As you can see it written on our faces, we are not happy about his death. But we are
A Chevrolet Impala drove slowly as it came to a stop some meters away from a warehouse that was still in the construction process. The door opened and chief Christopher Balor stepped down. He looked back and forth before closing the door. Then, he turned to the direction of the warehouse. No work was ongoing at the moment. In fact, the vicinity was deserted. Chief Chris looked around again to be sure no one was going to make any silly moves. Then, he began his glorious March, walking as fast as he could into the premises of the warehouse. The gate was open and it appeared there was life in there. He nodded. Walking into the premises, he saw just a single vehicle. It was the exact one Rick had called his attention to a few moments ago. He smiled. It was the day to catch one of the high ranking traitors of the United States of America. It was chief Joe Maxwell's car. He turned his attention to the entrance and continued his walk. This time, he applied c