Richard Dawkins's Account :The day is the seventeenth of the month of April, roughly one day after I was contacted by good old Eric Phillips to sort out his families little problem.Yes, I do consider a building getting drone struck to not even be on the top ten list of things I give a rat's ass about.But luckily for the Phillips family, there's money on the line, and most importantly, information to be uncovered.This means that suddenly, I now give a rat's ass about it.I always love solving cases, especially the ones no one else can solve, makes me feel good about myself.Most importantly though, it helps me fill a hole that's been left in my body, a hole put there by my inability to solve one particular case, probably the only case I cared about.The city of Reville is completely rotten, I know that one thing leads to another over here, and all of them bloody criminal gangs know each other.So I keep hoping that by solving each of these cold cases, they'll bring me closer and cl
The time was 7:30 am, when I finally arrived at the door of the Reville department of the Orzan space agency.The building was a pretty large one, and was located on the outskirts of the city, a rather dry and humid region that barely anyone ever even visited, except for maybe children on excursions.I was able to easily get through the guards by showing them my badge, the diamond badge was such a big deal, that they didn't even try to force me to remove my face mask.Before I got this badge, keeping my face mask on, and entering into any building with even the lightest bit of security, was usually a problem.I typically got through these situations, by saying I wore it for health reasons, this usually worked for more low end spots, but I was forced to improvise whenever I went into anything above, or below a certain level.Once I entered into the building, I noticed that the place was packed to the brim with data scientists, engineers, and other personnel.The sounds of beeping compu
Jason needed to calm down, but as much as he tried, this time he could not.His entire body was soaked in sweat, so much so that little drops started getting into his eyes, causing him to wince in pain.As he lay on his couch, taking many deep breaths in a vain attempt to lower his heart rate, he wondered how he couldn't have seen this coming.OF COURSE THE MAESTRO OF THE UNDERWORLD KNEW OF HIS UNDERGROUND DEALINGS.The moment the Maestro said the words he said, every single bit of these plans were in the sewers.His entire plan hinged on the Maestro having absolutely no idea that Comet defences technologies, was still functional.That way, once Jason got the Maestro to officially reopen the company, he could sign the partnership with the Phillips, and his plans would move on from there.The fact that the Maestro was aware that Jason never shut down Comet defences technologies, meant that he would be keeping a close eye on every single dealing the division undertook.This meant that t
Jason remained in place, sweating and breathing heavily.The Maestro hadn't said anything since he chuckled maniacally, and this made Jason more nervous than ever.In fact, he was sweating so much that he had created a mini puddle underneath where he sat.“So tell me, Jason, what exactly did you discuss with the Phillips family?” asked Dean.At this point, Jason knew there was no need to lie, any lies would simply dig the hole he was in deeper, since he suspected the Maestro was probably aware of everything he told Eric.“I discussed the possibility of a deal between the Philips family, and Comet defences technologies” replied Jason.“This is why I requested that CDT be reopened, as I intended to create an official partnership between Comet defences technologies, and the Phillips security company”“Partnership, why not a merger, or better yet, why didn't you ask to purchase the company outright?” asked Dean, pretending not to know the answer that that exact question.“I did boss, but
The Contract Dean had received from Jason was certainly a very intriguing one.The more Dean read through it, the more he was able to see between the lines of the written texts, discovering the real intentions behind many of the words written on it. The first thing mentioned in the contract was of course the partnership itself.The terms were simple, and it stated that the Phillips security company would officially partner up with Comet defences technologies.The deal was written in such a way that the current Phillips family shareholders would still retain 90% of the company.At first, Dean was confused by the part of the deal, as it essentially looked like a bailout for the Philips security company, which was currently not in the best of shape.It was then that he remembered the conversation Eric Phillips had with Jason, concerning the trading of the Phillips security building.Right on cue, the next section of the contract spoke of the Phillips security building.The contract stip
As much as Dean wanted to call Carlos back, to inquire about his call, he held himself back. He knew that things were about to get pretty heated, so he'd rather have a proper rest before confronting whatever Carlos threw at him the next day. Before he went to bed, Dean sent Carlos a message, telling him to head to their regular meeting place at the Shadow Acre, and wait for him there. Carlos would promptly respond with a thumbs up, informing his boss that he'll be there by at latest 9:00 am. With this arrangement finalized, Dean went to sleep. .... Once Dean awoke from his slumber, he checked his watch, the time was 6:14 am. He turned to look at Mia who was supposed to be beside him, and saw that she was still asleep. Once he got out of bed, at first he wanted to do his daily morning exercises, but then he got another idea. He quickly rushed into the bathroom and had a quick shower, he was going to attempt to be more punctual than Carlos for once. While Dean always used to be
Dean took one large gulp of his wine, before draining his entire glass. He poured himself another glass, drained that one as well, before pouring himself another. Carlos noticed his Boss's current pattern of drinking, and could instantly see that the man was worried. While he couldn't blame him, he felt genuine fear as he read his own report on Richard, but it still felt strange to see his boss be worried about something that didn't have anything to do with his wife, Mia. Dean was even more worried about the fact that he really had no way to track down Richard Dawkins. No one knew where he came from, his origins were a complete mystery, and what was worse, the report made no indication of any familial relations, friends or even partners. Dean grabbed the report once again, and flipped through it until he found a clear enough image of Richard. The man wasn't particularly frightening, or intimidating, but then again... no one knew what exactly that yellow raincoat was hidin
"Honestly boss... I'm not so sure about this" remarked Carlos."Wouldn't it raise too many eyebrows if two members of the four heavenly kings of Reville, just happened to die within two months of the other?" asked Carlos.Dean thought about what Carlos said for a moment, he then took another sip of his wine and replied."You know, I would have rather preferred to not kill two members of the four heavenly kings of Reville within months of each other, but I guess fate has forced my hand""I don't know, Boss, I think there has to be another way" said Carlos."No there isn't Carlos, I understand that this might make things a little messier than perhaps we initially intended, but this is the only guaranteed way to stop Richard Dawkins in his track" responded Dean.Dean drained another glass of wine, which made Carlos feel slightly uneasy."Don't you see Carlos?, The only reason we are being investigated by Richard Dawkins, is because the Phillips family hired him to find out who was respo