'So... Basically, you're... saying that... he... you...?' Nakamori and Kid nodded. 'Not joking? And you're certain you've been checked at a hospital?'
Out of all people, everyone had thought it was Sato who could handle everything but right now she was the one who didn't want to. Who couldn't accept it. And to be fair, it sure seemed quite unreal.
'Yeah. Enough of that. We're waisting time here, did anyone think of that?' Conan had finally found his voice again.
'Since this is personal, I don't want to pressure you into something you don't want to do.' Takagi and Sato looked at him and signaled him that they were in, no matter what.
'Thank you. Now, let's work something out. We got some organizations to bring down, don't we?'
'PRIORITY NUMBER ONE.'
'Kind of a long name for a secret op. Why'd ya choose it?'
The man who without doubt was way ranks-up than him, looked at Coulter and answered in his stereotypical rattling voice.
'Above your paygrade, pal. And, between the two of us, no damn clue.'
The man talking was a high-up in the CIA, had been for more then twenty years now and in this business you should be respecting this kind of long work relationship.
But he was different from the other now-higher-ups, he was no pencil-pusher, his face showed that he had seen much, too much.
No one had ever seen him laugh for that matter, rumors had it he encountered his lost brother while on a mission in North Korea and had to shoot him to not have him getting tortured back there.
His brother had no chance at escape, that is. It is also said that he never fully recovered from the shock of what he had to do. If that was true, then he was damn good at hiding it.
Probably another reason why he was still in charge of an entire CIA division.
'We're here, son.' He opened a door to what seemed like a storage room with his keycard and indeed, it was a storage room. A big one at that.
Full of rows and rows of classified documents that had been sealed away for very good reasons.
They were heading for the penultimate row on the left side of the room, looking for one specific file.
Even though, Coulter had no idea what it contained, it had to be a big deal, considering that it took a high-up as Barry Coltmore to reopen it.
Coltmore had to look for a few seconds, then he had found the file. And Coulter's eyes widened.
A name was written in dark printed letters on the cover: 'J. Nalters'.
While he had been standing in the shadows where nobody had really acknowledged his presence there, James Black stepped forward.
'And you will need my help to do so.'
-to be continued (with Ch.35)-
Okay, first off, sorry for both the wait and the little cliffhanger here. And no, this is not the sign of another long hiatus, it is the sign of the story developing and reaching what it was always imagined as.
You may have noticed that the story is more and more changing into a thrilling spy story and yes, this is how it started. So, I'm definitely going to continue into that direction.
And yes, I know it's not that much of a new chapter but hey, this is the conclusion of chapter 34.
And from now on, you will get complete chapters, I promise. And yes, we're closer to the truth then ever before. Brace yourselves for some shocking revelations headed your way and let me hear your suggestions, wishes, ideas, speculations and of course, als always, your feedback! Thank you.
AUTHOR'S COMMENTARY (or remarks, if you will so)
- WITH A BACKGROUND STORY!
**!!* MINOR SPOILERS AHEAD IF YOU DIDN'T READ THE NEW STORY STUFF UP THERE WHICH YOU SHOULD HAVE BY NOW *!!**
'Told ya.' I could say. And I do.
Two years ago, before I had to put in a very long hiatus which you could have noticed but that is highly unlikely, isn't it now? Back then, I did release a chapter where I first mentioned 'Priority Number One'. And back then as well, I said that particular term would come back and would play an important role in the continuation of the story. And here you have it. It is back and it is bigger than I actually expected it to be two years ago, but oh well, it is going to relate to everything what happens from now on. Oh, and no, I haven't forgotten about what actually triggered the whole story, the murder of Robert Sikaln. He will indeed be featured in some of the upcoming stuff. In which way(s), I can't say yet (it would spoil the fun and I still have to come up with some more possibilities) but rest assured, Sikaln, Black and 'Priority Number One' do have at least one thing in common. What that is, well, you'll find out soon enough, so there's absolutely no point for me here to spoil it already. Or is there? (Yep, that's a question you have to answer. *Puts on sunglasses and makes an epic-laughing author's face right now.*)
Next point on my list, right after putting down my sunglasses, Barry Coltmore. What is there to know about good-old Barry? Up to this point, not much, I'm afraid.
But about his background story: Barry had a younger brother, whose name is yet undecided but I think I'll go with Will (or does someone have a better idea or wants to be featured in the story, well, here's your ticket to that, just comment on this and you will be heard). He as well was a CIA operative before but he went rogue very early during his career and worked for who could pay the most money. His last job brought him to North Korea where the local CIA division heard chatter that the Koreans were meeting with the Russians to explore a new sort of weapons and secret information deal. So, they sent Barry there to check it out and if necessary, eliminate possible danger to US interests. Which as you may have already figured did happen, at least in some sort of way. So, here's the story in full:
BACKGROUND MINI-STORY - SET SOMEWHERE IN NORTH KOREA, BACK AROUND TWENTY YEARS IN TIME.
It was cold. Freezing cold. Which was common for this very area at this point in the year. 'Why could these damn Koreans never choose warmer times to explore weapon deals, really?'
Barry Coltmore had made himself comfortable at what was an old rusty cabin across the street where they'd picked the chatter up.
Well, comfortable was not the right word for it, at least he could move every body part which was a more than welcome change for him since his last mission was not what he wanted to do forever, being forced to wait in a car trunk for several hours but that was another story. He lay on the ground, ever ready to fire a shot from his sniper rifle in front of him. CIA business as always.
It had already been three and a half hour since he set up this place, what took them so long that he had to endure this cold so long?
But there, at last, he saw them.
Four persons to be exact of which one looked familiar to Barry. Will. (*remember that can change)
What was he doing here? A second, closer look offered a different perspective and a bad one as that. He was cuffed and his whole body seemed to be covered with scars and bruises.
'No.' He spoke without thinking, lucky no one heard him. Less then a second later, he had himself under control again.
His brother betrayed him, he had no active connection, why should he care now? But as the men turned the lights on in the building, his mood changed immediately.
This was no weapons deal. Nor was it some sort of information exchange. It was a torture. His younger brother's torture.
Will hung from the ceiling, still cuffed but now stripped naked. His whole body was exposed and what Barry saw was too much, even for him and he had seen things few people knew about.
He even had to witness the murder of twentythree innocent orphans just because some bloodthirsty rich bastard wanted to have some 'fun', but he couldn't do anything, he was being protected by the CIA itself.
It was a horror of a sight but his brother's looks were even worse.
And then he saw something he had never seen his entire life, he saw him crying. Will had never cried. Never. What were they doing to him?
While he was thinking about how it could have come this far, one of the men standing besides his brother stepped forward and without much of a warning, he shot Will in his shoulder.
Blood splatted through the room from where the bullet hit him.
And even though, Will had betrayed him, had betrayed the CIA, his country, he was still his brother. And no mission was more worth than him.
But he also knew that there was no chance he could just go over there and save him. He would be dead before even crossing the street.
There was only one thing he could do to help his brother. His eyes closed and he hold his breath.
What he was about to do was against every principle he ever stood for. But it was for the good, and he couldn't let his brother die at the mercy of some filthy hype-ups.
And he pulled the trigger...
Hope, you enjoyed that mini-story about Barry's past as I did writing it. The reason why it's so short is because I will feature more of his past in upcoming releases.
And last but not least, the cliffhanger at the end of this chapter. The crucial importance of James Black to the plan. What's your guess here, I'm intrigued. So, please, tell me what you think is meant with that and what possible could follow? I can give you one single hint: It will be big. JB is at the centre of everything, you should not forget this point from the original storyline. He still is.
So, I say thank you for reading this and hope you stay tuned for the next releases which are on their way. And I end again thanking you for your patience up to now, THANK YOU!
And remember, FEEDBACK is always appreciated.
Chapter #35 - coming soon!