201, Lake View
Mountain Creek Lake
Dallas, Texas
14th july 2013
21: 00 PM
A man in his 60s, of medium built and stautre with a huge ring on his right index finger with a flower and snake motif got out from his audi, crossed the street and waited for few moments on the stairs leading into the lobby of the apartment to kill his phone. As soon as his phone was switched off, he looked up and smiled to the Doorman , who waved him in cordially. He aproached the front desk where a lady in her 30s wished him and gave him the key
"Thank you!!! my dear" said he in pure British accent and took the stairs rather than the elevator and when he was in front of the room plated 201 he adjusted his tie and the over coat and pulled on the Hat in such a way that it hid half of the face, what half was visible was under the shadow caused by the brim of hat, masking his face effectively as in, one needed to be up and close to him to discern his facial features. he knocked 4 times then let go a second before knocking twice.
the door was opened with a 'click-click' and the room was dark inside and looked pretty desolate with no sign of any life...still the man heard someone say "Since when are you late on your own appointment??" It's then that man notices Dmitri (who is known around as Iv) slumped on the couch with his head thrown back, legs up on the coffee table with a cap covering his face.
The man replied "Since when the damn stairs where invented...makes my knees sore" rubbing his left knee absent-minded. He threw a brown sealed envelope in front of Dmitri on the table.
"Quit whining , there is something called elevator just so you know..." after a short pause "tell what should i do next?" Said Dmitri muffled, face still under the cap.
"OK my lad...here's what you gonna do...but first you could do with some respect!" hissed the man softly and menacingly,after making himself comfortable on the Dressing table. he continued in the same tone "you like it or not boy, I am your boss" and shrugged carelessly.
"is the etiquette class over??" asked Dmitri sounding bored
The man's vein near his temple throbbed but he hid his irritation well "OK! you have to go behind the bars-" Before he could finish it he saw a knife drawn under his chin and felt himself being dragged roughly..."Playing games are we??" asked Dmitri caustically..
"No..No wait ..here me out..." Still Dmitri was unmoved..in fact he tightened his grip a notch higher . The man could do nothing except beg for his life "please??" he whispered urgently still struggling against the hold. Dmitri checked the man for any wire or GPS he shoved him and let go of him roughly.
The man continued " You have an assignment...but this time you have to do the job such that you get caught!, once you finish your job you will be given further instructions "
Dmitri just grunted in reply
"So young man... all the best" and he held his hand forward in a hand shake gesture, which was not reciprocated , so he took his hand back reluctantly and said " i wish we had much more cordial visit the next time" he straightened his tie and pulled the hat to it's old position and left the room in a hurry as if he wanted to put some miles between him and Dmitri.
Dmitri picked the envelop opened it cursorily and pushed the pictures inside it just a little bit protruding, had a glance at it and then he put the envelope inside his jacket.
(Being an hassassin Dmitri had executed, murdered, assassinated various people , often he found some coherent (however justifiable/unjustifiable it might be) motive behind to do so. But This particular job was of profoundly singular nature, he had never been a guardian angel coupled with his usual self before. It was a stark Irony! Predator becomes a Protector !!! it's as if Satan turns a Savior all of a sudden! ).
The thought drew a short sarcastic smile on his face.This Job was also peculiar in that it made him question things he never bothered before and most importantly he was confused for the first time ever about the things happening around him which he hated to admit. Now he was asked to do a bidding which he never before had done, which can have disastrous consequences for him.
(Practically Once he get's into CODIS it's like the game is over. Till now He was never in the system for anything hence he was free to pursue his quarry unobstructed. But now once he enteres into the N number of databases like CODIS (Combined DNA index System) , NDIS (National DNA Index System), IAFIS (Integrated Automated Fingerprint Identification System),iARMS (INTERPOL Illicit Firearms Records and tracing Management System ) or Dial-Doc (Digital INTERPOL Alert Library - Document) his actions would be restricted)
Even at such a high risk he felt compelled to do so...not by any human 'i'd like anyone to try that out on me' he thought snidely but, by something else. Something which was strong enough to influence his thinking and ideologies. Something which could make him alter his work ethics.
(Aha!! looks like a flower Bloomed after all. A flower of CONSCIENCE bloomed in a stone heart!! well well well !!! what miracles will This Most singular Case of 3 people...3 Perspectives of looking at life ... exhibit only Time will say)
Dmitri heard a small girl talking over a phone in high voice all scared next door, taking it as his cue he left the room through the Window facing the back alley not before rearranging the couch and spraying a fine mist of Clorox and sodium Hydroxide (to avoid secondary and tertiary transfer of any kind of body fluids all over the room,) he jumped in to the Dumpster below removed the leather gloves and the protective shoe cover ( the one they worn in labs) and threw it into the dumpster... startling a couple of cats and slid into the lush dark greenery lining the lake through a broken place in the fence.
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Interstate 580
Marin county
CA
20th July
13: 45 PM
The Interstate had some scenic mountainous setting on either side of it, attracting adrenaline junkies often. It was a normal day with normal traffic, for the traffic cops to find anything odd...when all of a sudden a black Sedan skipped it's lane and swerved in an odd angle and hit into an oncoming milk truck which led to the tossing of the sedan which cartwheeled and rolled many times and hit another jaguar on the left, spinning like a compass needle and coming to a slow halt with shattered glass and metal debris flying everywhere. Soon the traffic piled up as expected, but with some help form the public, a way was made through the wreckage.
The eagle crest with the motto 'Oro en paz, fierro en guerr' (Spanish for Gold in peace, iron in war) shone brightly in the sun rays as Patrolling Officer Timothy Trent dozed off in his PPV (Police Pursuit Vehicles , police cars equipped to tackle majority of tasks including pursuit and high-speed response calls) The Radio crackled with an operator saying a mishap at the start of I-580.Timothy woke up with a start and quickly replied to the message, called back up just in case and came to the mishap spot to witness a carnage of sorts . Made his way through the wreckage to check for any survivors, already the emergency medical unit were evacuating the survivors. He threw a windshield off the track and jumped to the other side of the piled up vehicles to check on the actual cause, he was accompanied by 2 more officers.
"sir looks like a drunk and drive case to me" said officer 1 to Timothy
" Looks like so! when they will ever learn " said Officer Trent shaking head .
thick black smoke was swirling and there were broken glass everywhere
officer Trent looked everywhere and moved forward and bent down while saying " do we have any eyewitness?? who called in the cops??"
"it was some passerby who called 911 and the cops too, he said that he was out on the hills mountain biking when he saw the whole accident from above " said Officer 2 bored.
Officer Timothy gave a disapproving look at the officer's tone and said " Mind your tone Jim lives are at stake...if it's so boring why don't you try another job??" Jim flushed with embarrassment and stuttered an awkward apology.
Trent craned his neck inside the totaled frame of the wrecked car...to find the driver shot dead.Trent said in an interested tone " It certainly Not a Drink and drive case to me...Jim Call the Captain ...NOW... looks like it's a murder to me" and looked at the wooded expanse on either side a bit perplexed.
"sir! found nothing on him...except a license " Officer 1 looking at the name.
Trent looked at the card and said " Lets see who is our John doe here...hmm
Aidan Parker
28, Banker
Texas
what was our banker doing so far from home??..."
Just then he saw that the tank was dripping, soon he yelled "Get out of here ...NOW..." and he dived outside the circle of wreckage just seconds before the Sedan exploded violently and was blasted off many feet in the air.
luckily only officer 2 sustained minor burns.
Trent heaved himself from the pavement breathing heavily and startled " who wants this man dead so badly?? whom did he piss off?? "
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Dmitri stood at a vantage point high above the snaking expanse of the interstate for a brief time. When he noticed flames and thick pillar of black smoke from below he got down slowly,in no hurry carrying his MTB. He hauled in his Dual suspension Enduro (all terrain) MTB (um..that's mountain Bicycle) into the impromptu garage at the back of the deserted Hunter's cabin deep inside the thick vegetation uphill and chained it . He carefully removed the guitar case , which hung across his left shoulder , went inside the cabin and placed it on the bunk bed wiped the guitar case fully inside out with brake cleaner and went to the small creek nearby to refresh himself. Just then a huge and powerful African Crown Eagle slowly descended to a huge boulder nearby.
Dmitri Whistled and the Eagle flew to his left arm. He stroked it for a few seconds, it hoped on to his gloves and gently nibbled his thumb " Viper say it all " Said Dmitri Seriously.
Viper flew to the earlier boulder and stood their in silence. it was again a brown envelope. He opened it and out fell a letter and the same photo he previously got but only one not two, an invitation and a old brass key. the letter had only 4 sentences written in neat cursive elegant hand
" One down, One to go Good work! .
This time be a bit more careless for Agent Marsh's benefit.
ONLY Marsh and no one else...
when the work is done , the Key will lead you further "
Dmitri shoved it all back into the envelope , and said " Come Viper!! Rest when you can...You have got a long night ahead " stroked eagle's neck absent minded for few minutes more than he intended . when Viper bit sharply at his index finger that he came back to present .
"Hungry are we?? hmmm lets see what we have?? " and he checked the takeaway bag , which din't have much to offer so he let the raptor ( birds of prey are usually called raptors) loose " Go and have a feast ... But comeback before nightfall " He sat on the bunk bed and relaxed his shoulder muscles but never letting go of his hold on the hilt of Damascus knife hidden in his belt.
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