“DURING THE TIME I was talking about until now, there were no Police, Forces or Intelligence in this city. The whole city was fenced and was like a huge prison civilization but later… due to modernization, the city also eventually became a normal place and Police, Forces and Intelligence established in it and normal people too started to settle down. Now the name “Jailbirds” doesn’t make any sense. But those days… it did. I think you agree with me”I nodded. Never in my life, I thought why our city was named Jailbirds. I have to admit, I was quite amused at it. Levine continued despite my amazed face.“When the Security Departments came here, they realized the situation of this city and up until now, their utmost priority has been eliminating the territories. As you can understand by the story and by which you already know, eliminating territories is almost like totally impossible to do because the underworlds are so perfectly established and stable unless…… there is someone like you
CATASTROPHE WAS OUT of charges. Obviously. All in all, at the end, because of me, Catastrophe which stood years and years gloriously went down in a single day. There were no fights and no arguments. Levine surrendered to the Intelligence and explained that there is no need for a territory since all the others are down already. He explained to them that Catastrophe was made for people to survive when there were no Security Departments in the city.The members of the territory were arrested, interrogated and then released because Dylan decided that it was useless imprisoning any of them because none of them actually had any charges against them. Thus, Catastrophe kept its full stop and blended up in the normal society; each and every one of them trapped for years, finally getting their freedom.That day when we headed back from Catastrophe, I never thought the investigation which was nowhere getting solved will start to make sense or will incept to unriddle all of suddenly. But I’m glad
DYLAN FEROCIOUSLY WALKED away from the scene and lightly banged his hand on his car to avoid the frustration that was piling inside him.“Shit!” He breathed several times and when he opened his eyes, they were red and nearly in tears. I felt Allison’s hand wrapping around mine. That day, the hunt started. The hunt for the Intelligence team. That means us. My heart tightened. It was getting brutal and intense day by day. “I need some of you to come with me.” said Dylan. “Anyone, who doesn’t want to come can stay here.” he added. All the others left with Dylan leaving the four of us motionless at the same place we were standing. Me, Allison, March and Kira. I think we all didn’t go for the same reason. We hated to see them dead. We were specially cared and loved by both of them since we were the youngest. They were like our second parents. We hated to believe that they were dead. None of us cried. We rested our bodies on the vehicle; standing solemnly. I felt as if my body weighe
EVEN AFTER WHAT happened that day… we’re still together. Life is unpredictable and is not something you can ever guess what the future is. Cody was one of the people we trusted the most. Our whole team believed in him and trusted him. Ever since he came to the Bureau everything was lit and fun and we enjoyed our days. We always had new happenings in our lives and the Bureau even had a pet cat because of him. Kitty. We loved him. It was our pet cat.Everything started from the day after the accident of Mr. and Mrs. Blake. Kenneth went on leave for just one day to regain himself from the shock and none of us, not even Dylan bothered to ask him the story seeing how worried he was. Of course, we knew it was not something small. He was Kenneth York after all. The only survivor of the first lot of KCO murders and he definitely had a lot of stories which would value a lot in our investigations. But we all believed before we could get anything out of him, we should let him calm down and rela
ALL STARTED TO happen when I left Catastrophe. Then I became a lonely child venturing out trying to figure out what happened in the time when I was not in the society and also trying to figure out what happened to my actual parents; as a usual child do.All I wanted was to find my roots, to find where I really belonged to and feel myself for once and when I didn't start feeling any of that even after leaving Catastrophe, I knew I was missing something that was crucial in my life and I assumed it was my knowledge about my parents.That day, when I went to throw away the garbage bags…. I already had started out the mission of KCO. The street policeman I killed that day, was a policeman I met when I acted as the KCO Killer. The first day I confronted the relevant police officer was on the day which I killed the Chancellor’s son… I didn’t kill him because he was too old. Old men and children were not actually my preferences to kill unless… at the times I was left with no choice. At the g
"SO, WHAT HAPPENED to my parents?”I asked from him.“Cody. My boy. I know this will be shocking to you. But I’ll have to tell you the truth. Your parents were murdered.”I was not shocked by what he said. I kind of expected something like that. But still, an agonizing pain went through me.“Who murdered them?”I asked.“My boy. They were really good people. Trust me. Our organization doesn’t kill or sell drugs. But the Intelligence… they… killed your parents…”he took a deep breathIt’s strange. As far as I know only Catastrophe is not being engaged in those corruptions. Is he telling the truth?I questioned inside my head“… for drug selling and they are accusing our whole organization for that. It’s all false, I don’t know what grudge they have against us but they’re murdering our people accusing for things we have not done. I’m so sorry about your parents. Trust me. Our organization is not something like that.”he said almost in tears. I kept myself silent for a few long minutes.
GETTING THE CLEANING job in the Intelligence was a jackpot moment to me because it made easy for me to get hold of their things. I mean not the secrets; because a cleaner will never get to know those but I got to know about the doors, the plan of the building and so on. It was not like much people could enter the Headquarters of the Intelligence. I baited myself to get rid of the people who killed my parents; as of what I thought at that time.That day, when I was given the key for the door of Dylan’s room, I knew pretty much well about the crime he was going to handle even before Dylan got to know what it was. Because I was the person who committed it and I was really satisfied to see them dead tired on it but at the same time… I was sad. I did not know why, because back then, what I wanted was their doom but I think… since my deep heart knew the truth which was buried because of my memory loss, my heart didn’t want them to suffer.The most exciting part was, even as a cleaner they t
This nature of mine first sharply appeared inside the basement of my cottage when I had to decide between holding a gun or not. By that day, even though Levine told me not to hold a gun I had already held it like hundreds of times as the KCO Killer but when Dylan told me to take the gun, I hesitated and rejected putting my life on risk thinking of the promise I made to Levine. It was me, my own self that was on action as the Killer, then again… it was me, my own self feeling weak about holding a gun due the promise in front of them. That weaknesses and promises never came to my mind when I was working as a Killer and to me it felt like…. I had two people trapped inside one body. Then again, there are somethings I possessed as a Killer and an Intelligence officer both reminding myself that I was the same person. My confidence and perfection. I never lost that whoever I was. In the explanation of this story… there are two things that I equally possessed. First one. I acted my part as