The darkness of the sky was already moving away slowly as it was dawn. It was already the early hours of the morning. Mike sat on the partially dismantled heap where they found his mother some hours ago. His hands pressed hard on his knees. Steve stood in front of him , looking at the unending work before him . The bodies were still being taken away. A work that lasted through the night till the moment. He sighed and turned to Mike. Mike's face had no signs of smiles. His face was as mean as his heart felt at the moment.
" Mike. " Steve called. " Mike. " He did not respond. " Mike!" Mike raised his head to face Steve.
" Mike. Don't tell me you were not absent minded and yet ignored me. "
" What is it , Steve? What do you want to say?"
The sky was already becoming filled with a brightness rising from the East. The sun was already coming up. The director of the Federal Bureau of Investigations just stood with his arms locked and stared into the morning sky from the balcony. He had come out there to feel a different air. One different from the work laden breath everyone took in and out. But the peace he sought appeared to be beyond his reach. All his efforts to put away the thoughts proved abortive. The thoughts kept returning to him . And there was nothing he could do about it. He thought of the case with vice governor Wallace. What could really be happening in Philadelphia? The same man they had seen at the site of the explosion was said to have left the house when he called. That made no sense in any way. He sighed. Could he really be innocent? That was no way possible. The images of him that Kane showed them was great proof he was there. Vice governor Wallace has always attracted
" For how long is this nonsense going to continue?" Chief Chris said. " What nonsense is this?"" What will happen to a nation without a leader?" Chief Joe asked." I guess that is the point." Chief Chris said. " Who will take the responsibility of acting as the leader? In times of national crisis, the only beacon that stands to be of great help to the people is the president or his vice. But in this case, the president is in a critical condition and the vice president has gone missing. The congressmen and congresswomen have been missing for a very long time now. Almost on a daily basis. How do we go about all this? "" We should proceed very carefully. " Chief Joe said. " I guess this is part of the idea. Getting us to work under pressure. If we do it that way, we might lik
Mike sat down on one of the blue sofas and stared at the enlargement that hung on the wall of the living room. The enlargement was that of his mother. That picture of her was taken three months ago on her birthday. Mike went on to make it an enlargement and presented it to her. His phone rang. It was an official call. He owned one of the booming restaurants in Center City. Lucky enough for him, the restaurant was not affected by the explosion. He ignored the call. When the phone was done ringing, the picture he took with his mother came into view. He had used it as his screensaver. He smiled tearfully. Memories would not let him be. How on Earth was he going to get over the loss of his mother? The only parent he knew was that woman. His phone rang again. This time, it was Steve. He picked the call ." Steve. " He said as he placed the phone on his ear.
The director of the Federal Bureau of Investigations sat in his office with both legs crossed across his office table. He leaned comfortably on his swivel chair. It had already been twenty-two minutes he asked the team to come but no one was there yet . He could feel that sleep was slowly creeping to his eyes. He fought it . It was their fault. If they had arrived as told, he would not be here battling with sleep. He yawned weakly and rubbed his eyes. All he wanted at that moment was to just go home and relax well on his mighty bed and get enough sleep no matter how many hours it would cost him. For a very long time, he had not had any good sleep. Several hours of sleeplessness. Five minutes ago, his wife had called demanding that he returned home to get some rest. And at least, eat good food. It had been a long time since he did anything that made him feel good. He did not play table tennis anymore. Basketball was already out of the picture. His time
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? "