Agent Helen and the lady were still waiting for Kane to forward the details of Paul Cole. Many minutes had elapsed but nothing came yet. Was it that difficult to get the information? Who was Paul Cole really? She thought. Another thought crossed her mind. She remembered she was not just in Philadelphia for one reason. She had not come for only platinum hotels. There was another drive behind her move. She was there to track Mike. Fortunately for her, there would be no reason for her to track him. She smiled at this. At least, her work had been made easier for her. It would have been another circle of stress if she just began to search Center City because of one man. Though , it was not only one person she was there to get. There were two of them . Mike and whoever it is that was with him a couple of hours ago. Just then, she reasoned. Could it be what she thought? She wondered. What if the young man she had seen with Mike on the first floor was the per
" What do you have to say?" Steve asked Mike. " You have not said anything else against chief Christopher Balor. Does that mean he is no longer on your suspense list?"" You think he has been exempted, right? Why? Because he opened up to the public. Well, to me, that is not enough reason to say that he is free of every charge ."" You can keep that to yourself. Sometimes, I wonder why you act the way you do on a few occasions. "" So, what was the outcome of your wondering? Positive or negative. Which one is it?"" Why don't you want to accept everything the way they are? First, it was vice governor Wallace. "" That reminds me. About vice governor Wa
Rick was just seated staring at the computer screen. That was all he had been to do for a couple of years of his life. At some point , it became a very boring life for him. From morning till night on most days, he just spent almost all the hours sitting before a system and typing the appropriate commands. Life outside that was a rare one for him. Since the crisis started, he had barely had any time for himself. Just like he was seated now, so has he been seated for a while. If he was not there, no one else would take up his responsibility as much as he did them. Sometimes , he wondered what would happen to the United States Secret Service without that man called Rick. His role in the organization was not in any way questionable. He yawned . The thought of everything that had ensued came to him. For a second time in one morning, Captain Clinton had created a scene in public. It was not even noon yet. What was going to happen before the day came t
Alabama was indeed a great place for anyone to be. Agent Wills had not had anything to do with Alabama in the past. But he had heard wonderful stories about Alabama. Amongst all he heard about Alabama, the well pointed out ones were the hospitality that its people were said to show everyone, the beautiful gulf coast beach . One major point being the different varieties of foods it had been said to have. Agent Wills was not there for the tour. If not, he would love to go and have a little glimpse at the beautiful gulf coast beach. Or perhaps take out a good time to have a good breezy evening walk through the area. Agent Wills knew life had other things that could spice it up . But the nature of the job that he did had become a serious limiting factor to a certain level of excitement and fun-filled days he would have loved to create for himself. But being an agent was not an easy task. Not just that he was an agent but an agent for the almighty Federal
" Did you see that?" Mike asked Steve. " Did you hear them speak?"" Of course, I did. At least, I have not lost my hearing ability. "" We heard the gunshots. We witnessed everything that happened there. . How come they deny nothing really happened? Does that even make any sense?"" Well, that does not make any sense. But there is nothing we can do about it. Going public to say anything will only make matters worse for us. And you know what that means , right? We will have to get involved in a matter that we know nothing about. I joined the fight because of you . I wonder what you were really thinking when you started that fight."" Well, it is obvious I did not start any fight. You were there. I did not start it.
Kane was restless. Agent Helen was the reason behind his restlessness. Worry had occupied his head already. The transmission from Helen had not stopped yet. It had first started as a discussion. Not just a discussion but a sort of conflict of words with a supposed bad dude. Then, it changed from the talks to screams and violent noises coming in. Probably, it was a fight and nothing more. Now, it was no longer a fight . It appeared she was already inside a car. Had she been taken after the fight? Or was she leaving peacefully? The thoughts kept disturbing the peace inside the head of kane. He would have gotten over it already had it been that the transmissions were no longer flowing in. But here, the case was just the opposite. He had tried to call her attention earlier on . But all she could say to him was that it was not the right time to talk. When would it ever be the right to talk this out? His eyes were on the red dot. It kept on moving fast. Hel
Rick twisted his neck in both directions and then stretched his hands back and forth before walking into the office. His face was not in any good shape. The fine face that had fleshy chins like that of a succulent fruit had been disturbed . He held his jaw as he walked. His eyes went round. Everyone was busy. So, he needed to just pretend as if nothing really happened. Holding his jaw that way or walking in the manner he had been walking would only mean that something had gone wrong with him and would definitely attract the attention of other agents who would want to sympathize with him. That sympathy was not even necessary at the moment since it was only going to delay his move. He stood at a place and yawned . Then, he took his handkerchief and wiped his face. Every sweat that would prove a point had to leave his face. He put the handkerchief back into its place and began his majestic walk to his system. Funny enough, it was a failed attempt."What is wrong wi
Mike's Chevy Silverado sped along the road. There had been no other acceleration in the past ten minutes. It had taken off with a quick lunch, with an ever increasing acceleration as they drove through the streets in order to flee very far away from their enemies. Now, they were sure the enemy would not even get any close to them. Even if it were a vampire , the scent of their blood had gone far beyond being perceived. Mike was not a bad driver after all. The Chevy Silverado now slowed down. It decelerated slowly to a normal speed rate. Now, the speed was neither increasing nor decreasing. It has a constant velocity. The occupants too seemed to be having the same peace with the vehicle they were in. Mike was driving. Steve was seated beside him in front while agent Helen had the cool time alone at the back. After the moment of silence, agent Helen decided to speak up." What is with the
31Captain Clinton looked at his wristwatch to check the time. But it was a wasted effort. He sighed the wristwatch was lucky enough to not have been completely dislodged from his wrist. The whole screen had been broken off completely and the hand that denoted the hour time had been taken off the system. The only healthy hand was the minute hand as the second hand was cut from its middle point. There was no way he could know the time . The basketball court of the state school was totally deserted. The whole school was nearly void of people. No parent would let a child go out to school in a time like this when everyone was not safe including the fully grown adults. He yawned tiredly. What was taking Rick so long to come? In the past f
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