A SUDDEN BANG went on the basement door. Then another, another. They found out. I unintentionally smirked.“So dumb!”I whispered.“What?”asked Frost looking down“So dumb they are.”I saw Fyn also looking down for my remark“Why?”he hushed down. His voice was shaking. It was not time for a conversation but still having one made us feel less nervous. Levine always took it as a tactic whenever our troops are too nervous or scared in a mission.“You think whoever it is, or how much it is… they can fight with the whole Front Team and me?”I hushed back.“But there’s a lot.”“Why do you think they call me their best? At the same time, him and you….” I said pointing to Fyn and Frost by my chin.“You guys are far better than me.”I replied“Even if the whole Arm comes, we can bring them down.”A grin turned up in their faces“That was one hell of a motivational speech”Roset said from behind. A sudden loud thud went on the basement door.“They broke the lock”Fyn whispered.The next secon
THEN, AT FIRST when I got up, I didn’t open my eyes. At first, I didn’t have an intention of eavesdropping but when I understood they were talking about me, eavesdropping became a pure motive.“Fyn. Would you mind sparing us a moment?” said someone.Whose voice is it?I kept on thinking and being someone who is unable to hold back the curiosity, I half-opened my eye-lids to see who it was. It was Mr and Mrs. Blake and…. the person who thanked me.Guessing by at whom Fyn nodded his head, I believed it was Mr. Blake who spoke. I watched secretly as Fyn left the room and then again closed my eyes tight for the betterment; because I was so sure that they were talking in that room thinking I was asleep and I wanted them to keep assuming that so I could eavesdrop successfully.“I think what Fyn suggested is a good idea.”It was Mrs. Blake. It should be her. She was the only female in that room.“I agree the boy should be rewarded and complimented for what he did but don’t you think letting
I DON’T THINK it registered in my mind. The words he said so suddenly out of nowhere. Why did he, no how did he? How in the world did he so easily got me inside the Intelligence?“Did he agree? Did you tell him who I am?”I asked. The excitement inside me was overflowing and I still don’t know how to describe the millions of emotions I felt that day. I remember Fyn nodding as a reply, still smiling at me. He might have seen how happy I was.“I did tell him who you are. At first, he was a bit hesitant but then again, when I explained to him that you helped us a lot and when Mr. and Mrs. Blake kept insisting you are suitable…. he agreed to take you in. You’re going to be taken in as a recruit and then you will be going through a training of two months and then will be ranked accordingly to your skills.”he paused.“Others should go years and years but for you instead of that, this training period is mostly like a show of your talents to choose the title you want in the Intelligence. Bec
THE NEXT DAY along with Fyn and Frost, I went back to the cottage to take the essential stuff I needed because from that day onwards I was mostly supposed to be in the quarters of the Intelligence. That is when I confronted another letter from Levine. The fourth letter. I immediately hid it in my pocket before Fyn or Frost could have an eye on it.After a long time. I thought.I supposed he stopped writing because he knew the risk of those letters going to other people’s hands. But at the same time, I knew Levine wanted to say something to me and he didn’t say it because of the fear he had to that risk. I sensed it by his letters.This must be really important.I thought again while clenching the letter from outside of the pocket. So as much as I wanted to read, I thought being careful was important.Let’s go to the Quarters first.I said to myself. I packed really soon and while I did, Fyn approached with the fur ball in his hands.“What are you going to do to this one?”he shook hi
I TAPPED ON my bed gesturing her to sit beside me.“Mhm.”I remember replying, smiling crazily at her.“Your brother’s gonna train me”I scooped away myself to give her space and she smiled at that as she positioned herself, intentionally closer and held my hand.“He told me.”she said.“Really? He’s bossy than I thought.”I said.“I know right.”she replied laughing.“It’ll be hard.”she added“What?”“Your training. He’s a tough recruit officer.”“That’s what I want.”I replied, my voice for some reason quite unstable. It was always like that when she was around. Her smile sent electricity through me. It was my how hard I was fallen for her.“Cody.”“Mm?”“He trusts you a lot, you know? He never trusts people like that.”she said thoughtfully without looking at me. I nodded silently. It felt so burdensome when she said that, like I was being stabbed with thousand knives. They did believe me but deep inside, they did have a suspicion which they didn’t want to have but couldn’t help.
I FOLLOWED FYN without another word and he threw me a water bottle as we walked to the corner of the wall to sit.“It was the same mistake you did. Still didn’t realize? Plus, we did the same steps.”He said while sitting down“Well…”I thought. That was when I realized what we actually did the whole three times were almost the same.“…actually… up until now I didn’t even realize what we were doing was same.”I said smiling. I felt a playful smack on the behind of my head.“You idiot.”said Fyn laughing.“Why do you lack focus that much huh? You’re far better in the fights we had with you.”“That was nearly two years ago, remember? I don’t have any practice now, unless for the self-practice I had. That was also, very rarely and lightly, you know…. just for fun when I missed the good-ol-days. By the way, you’ve fought with me before?”I asked. He nodded and said,“Yeah. Can’t deny that you have no practice. I agree with that and… yes, we’ve fought before. You remember the fight Catastr
FYN CLEARED HIS throat not knowing how to start a conversation.“How were they killed?”asked Fyn on our way in his car.“Shot in the head.”she replied.“Both?”asked Fyn again. She didn’t reply instead she nodded; gulping and trying her best to avoid the tears. Fyn asked no more. We all kept silent; me alone in the back of the car.The crime scenes were extremely pathetic. Both the women lied in the same position on the ground; their hair tussled and their heads drowned in a pool of blood also… with a hole in the head. Roset never showed her tears again instead, she was attentive and examining. She wasn’t even sad.That day… I realized a thing Fyn told me before, which I didn’t realize back then. What makes the Police, the Intelligence and the Tri-forces different from wrongful is that, our purpose and our good heart.He was right. They kill. We kill. They fight. We fight. They torture. We torture. But our purpose; they kill innocent for their advantage but we kill to rescue the inn
ALSO, DURING THOSE months Allison and me became quite close and we were officially a popular couple in the Bureau. We were sharing each and everything in our lives. Literally everything and it was nearly that she had no secrets to me. I still believe that meeting her was the only thing that I never regret in the youth of my life and I was and is proud that she is mine.To talk about the fun things that happened in those months… We had a practice session with all the members of our team which means the twelve of us. That was where I figured out that the names were fake as well. This was before I got the name Nick and this was just two days after we found the dead bodies of the wives of KCO 16; the two Policemen who were killed in city duty.“C’mon people! Break time!”shouted Dylan after five hours of non-ending practice. All of the people gathered to the floor towards the corner of the practice room and started drinking water at once. That day was my first most interactive session wit