"Why did you look so worried?"
"Because Marcus, I was instructed to bring you in."
"You have called out the executioner; by pressing that button twice, the silencer would have killed that man in public."
"There must be a mistake; I pressed the black button once, not twice, unless someone higher than me was there and your life was endangered? There was only me, my sister, Angela, and her Brother. There must be some mistake.”
"Anyway, the General wants to see you."
"This is not good, is it?"
Claire shook her head, then shrugged, “they sent out four men to bring you in this morning, but it seems like those guys didn't pitch. This is the thing with hiring criminals on contract. They are never reliable."
Marcus never thought much of it until he picked up his Jacket. He stood still, looking out the window, "Marcus come, we have to go."
Marcus stood in silence, then said, "Angela came this morning back from a store but had blo
"Someone had to call the shot to have me cleared, and why do they want to know why we are here alone." Claire was no longer looking at Marcus. She was sipping through her straw, staring at Jack. "Claire, I am right in front of you, and you are looking at them?" "Sorry about that. I was a little distracted; what were you saying?" "Nevermind, where are we going after this? How about your place?" "I will take a rain check on that. I have some files to submit. I have a life also, you know." "No need to jump down my throat." “Marcus, let's join your sister and them.” "You can go join my sister. I am leaving." “Why do you want to leave? The night is still young.” "You just said you have a life, and you have to study." "Yes, I do, but that can wait till tomorrow." "Silencer saw us over here, you know, by us going to them, it could endanger them." Claire looked at Marcus, "You have a poin
“She was having a seizure; call the ambulance, Jack!” Angela turned Nicole on her side, Angela had tried to keep her calm, and Ambulance arrived after her seizure, which lasted for fifteen seconds. "The paramedic insisted on taking her to the hospital for a checkup. Angela agreed. Nicole looked around; the room was white, and the light was bright. The doctor came out with a file, lowering his glasses. He is in his sixties, well-built for his age, tanned, and has short hair. He looked up at Angela, "I am doctor Marvins." He reached out his hand and shook Angela’s and Jack’s hands. “It's Good that you have brought her in for a checkup. She has absence seizures, sudden stopping movements, and the appearance of daydreaming. Have you noticed any of these symptoms?" “Yeah, we have, but we never realized it's this serious.” “Can you tell me any occurrence in her life that might have caused this?” “Yes, doctor,” Angela explained what happened
"My brother, is he going to be okay? Who is so cruel just to leave him there?"Nicole sat in the hospital, and Angela sat beside her, holding her hand, “you will be okay. Justice will be served.”"Will he be okay?""I wish I could tell you, yes, it will be okay, but him being in ICU, all we can do is hope he will be fine."Claire came running through the door. She ran up to Jack, "what has happened to him?""We don't have much clarity on the situation, but we do know it was a hit and run.""Please tell me he will be fine?" Max entered the hospital, "What is he doing here said Jack."Max walked up to Jack, "I came here to apologize to you for being such an ass.""It's good, I appreciate it, but as you can see, Marcus is in ICU. We can sort out our differences another day."Ping, Jack picked up his phone and texted back."Who is that texting you, Jack?"Claire turned and looked at Jack, surprised
"Jack? Is there something you haven't told me?" "What do you mean, Claire?" "Jack, those guys are afraid of you and greeted you with honor and respect?" "Yes, if I knew who they were, I would have greeted them as well." Claire looked Jack in the eyes, "You really don't know who they are you?" "No, now are you going to tell me who they are?" "They are friends of Marcus and myself. We asked for their help tracking the people who did this to Marcus." Claire stretched out her arm and took Jack's hand, "let's take a walk, Jack." Jack followed her to the balcony of the hospital; stars filled the sky like pale corn into freshly turned ground. It was the promise of life in the darkness, a sense of warmth springing from the cold. It was a vastness to bring humbleness and an unlimited space to bring gratitude for the coziness of two people under the night sky. No matter how many years passed, Jack and Claire knew eachother for as long as
"Why are you letting her go?Gregory was pale, "Sir, are you okay?""I am fine, thanks, Joe. Can you get me in contact with our I.T.?""Yes, sir, I can do that.""I have to get going.""Sir, we are busy in the middle of an investigation.""You will be fine, officer Lance. You have seen me do this multiple times before. Just make sure to bag everything.""You aren't bagging anything. We are taking over the crime scene. You boys can go make yourself useful by keeping the crowd out."The FBI agent Ross flipped open his wallet."This is our scene.”“We were here first.""Officer, you are out of the jurisdiction. We have been trying to nail this syndicate for many years. Please leave all evidence you have over there. Officer Gregory, where is the driver of that vehicle?”"We let her go."Agent Ross became red in his face, "you let the driver of that motor vehicle go?""Yes,
"I want you to find out everything about him. I know he is hiding something.""Yes, Sir.""The call records I asked you to retrieve. Do you have it?""No, Sir, they could not extract that recording. It was erased from the service provider's server, and they said something like this has never happened before."Agent Ross stood by his desk, sipping his coffee with the cup his mother had given him when she was alive; it was one of the few things he had from her after the house had burned down. Losing his family and his mother made him fall into a dark place. He had a ten-year-old son who he had lost in that fire. The fire was too hot for him to enter the house, and those screams were unforgettable. As he tries to break through the hot blazing fire, the fireman pulls him out. By the time they got to his family, they were all dead. He had started drinking alot and became homeless for a year. Agent Ross had a strange appearance, almost as if it was contrived. H
"This has been quite a morning. I had a struggle getting out of bed." Agent Ross sat at his desk drinking his coffee."Have you found anything, Sir?""This kid is like a ghost. There is no record of him except for him being raised by his dad, who was a politician, and a mother who was a stay-at-home mom?""You said was Sir?""Yes, she sadly passed away. His dad was recently killed. All files of the dad's killing are gone.""Agent Ross, I want to see you in my office."Josh's eyes grew wide, "the chief looks pretty pissed. Is there something you did?""No, not that I know of. He never spoke to me like that before, last week, we had a BBQ at his place, and everything was fine?""Well, whatever it is, you got him worked up, or someone pissed him off."“Agent Ross,” the Chief shouted from his door, "You better go. That's not good. I will catch up with you later.""Yes, Sir, I am on my way.""Chief?
"Is he okay, doctor?""Yes, he woke up. He seems fine, we ran a few tests, and everything looks okay. He has, however, asked for Claire.""Claire never came with us, Dr.""I suggest you get her here while his memory is fresh.""Did he mention anything besides Claire?""No, nothing that I can think of. Sorry."Claire walked up the staircase to Jack's room; he was still asleep when she pushed open the door and peeked in; he was lying half-naked on his bed.He was lying with his stomach far on the bed. She walked into the room and noticed something she had seen before. It was the same tattoo as she had. She looked closer as she leaned over; he somehow appeared different, with finer detail, strips on the crown indicating your ranking and killings. She had nothing; he had stripes. Those eight stripes could mean ranking or family; she was a soldier and sat with no stripes. Down on his leg on his inner thigh, he had a date. In the center of