Episode
2
6.
Lance snuggled to the warm bodies that were cramped like him inside the train that was traveling at high speed in the subterranean tunnels. The train ran on the tracks build beneath the towering structures. It was built deep below to avoid hitting any supporting structure on the towers. The nearest tunnel to the surface was a hundred feet below and some stood almost three hundred feet deep. The planners of the design had reckoned to go deep instead of above.
Lance snuggled to the warm bodies that were cramped like him inside the train that was traveling at high speed in the subterranean tunnels. The train ran on the tracks build beneath the towering structures. It was built deep below to avoid hitting any supporting structure on the towers. The nearest tunnel to the surface was a hundred feet below and some stood almost three hundred feet deep. The planners of the design had reckoned to go deep instead of above.
“The
tunnels will be interlinked to the stations that will be built underground. The
stations will have access via tunnels to the inhabited towers.”
It
was the fastest way to get across the city and he used that daily when he
needed to get to work. He could apply for a vehicle with his rank but he
decided to go with the mass. He felt the person on the right nudged him on the
shoulder and then the slung bag hit his thigh. He opened his eyes and looked
over. It was a lady there like him trying to appear comfortable on the train.
“I
am sorry.” The lady smiled at him. She was not a beauty but like many he saw on
the train, she was one of the many. “My servant was not feeling well.”
Lance
pulled a weak smile on his face and then closed his eyes. It was then the lady
he had spoken to cursed out. It was a hangout of the commuters to do that in
the city; cursed when you are ignored. He shuffled his body weight to lean onto
the left and was given a friendly push. He was to move his body again when he
got the buzzing noise inside his jacket. He never wore his uniform off duty and
his casual wear then blended with the others; leather jacket over his shirt and
jeans with the strapping boots that hid his three-inch dagger.
“I
am over it …” Lance looked at the train map. “I shall be over at Station Five.”
He
was only five stations away and then a ten-minute walk to reach the office. It
was ridiculous to call his office that for it was more of a fortress.
It
was a mini fortress.
The
city was not exactly comfortable with the dense population but that dense
numbers allowed for all variations to live in safety in the numbers. With the
dense condition of living and the populated servants, not all of in the city
was that fortunate to have servants, and the unfortunate; well they claim what
they could. Hence the Enforcers in some parts of the city needed the assurance
that they were guarded their properties. The Enforcer office was with a ten upper
level and five lower levels, with a protective wall that prevent any armored
vehicles from ramming the structure. It held a reinforced umbrella roofing to
protect it from dropped vehicles or inhabitants. It was cramped in between a
few inhabited structures on what was previously a green park a long time ago.
The
Enforcer vehicle sent to pick Lance at the Station when he rode up the
escalator to the ground level. The vehicles dropped him at the entrance at the
Station. He saw the three-armed Enforcers there with the projectile rifles and
armored vests with the machine gun set up at the side. It was as if they were
preparing for an attack.
“Officer
Lance, you are needed at the Colonel’s office.” The Colonel’s office was on the
second level alongside with the other Senior Enforcers. To get to that level,
he needed to go past the Front Reception which was also named Hell’s Gate. It
was a long ten feet counter raised to the head level and above it was a
protective glass with three officers seated behind it. Once you get behind the
counter either on the right or the left, you will be faced with the eighty-odd uniformed
officers seated behind desks in the three thousand square feet area, squaring
off complaints and squabbles. If you faced towards the sidewall of the office,
you will notice a dozen officers armed with rifles patrolling the common area,
with orders to shoot on any signs of trouble. It was also the area where the
first complainants get their reports looked at and processed. There were several
side doors which the access to the other sections and the rear were the
escalators to other levels.
All
of the entrances were reinforced by the double metal doors.
“The
Colonel is waiting for you.” Lance nodded to the officer there when he took one
of the entrances and then mounted the stairs to the upper levels before he was
greeted by the guard there at Level Two.
“Good
day, Sir.” Lance took past the guard and towards the familiar door that marked
‘Commanding Officer’. He was familiar with the Colonel’s office with the dark
desk that spanned over six feet and the man named the Colonel, and yet he was
not holding any military rank. He was called that for he was the commanding officer
there. He was a tall man with the thick shoulders and the creased facial
expression heightened by the sunken cheeks. He had his hair cropped short and
with his uniform on he had the Colonel in the looks.
“You
are late, Officer.” Lance was motioned to the seat in front of the desk. He sat
there before he looked over to the other two officers there.
“I
will be brief.” The Colonel voiced out. “The mayhem with the servants was a
disaster that needed to be contained. I will have a task force formed. You will
be part of it. All of you here are in the special task force.”
“Officer
Lance and Judd, you will head the investigation. Officer Bernice will be the ….
terminating force.” The Colonel continued. “I will assume as the Head of the
Task Force….”
“No,
Sir. I will not be part of this task force. It’s …” Officer Lance cut off the
superior officer but he got his rebuttal then.
“Lance,
I have no qualms to remove you from this task force but your records spoke well
of your handling investigations into the servants. I will advise you…”
“I
am sorry, Sir. I am still declining the position within the Special Task Force.
May I please be excused?”
“Then
if it’s your wish. Officer Judd, you are promoted to Senior Officer and will
replace Senior Officer Lance. You will have a partner in your team.” The
Colonel looked from Officer Judd towards Lance. “Officer Lance, you re-assigned
to General Duties.”
General
duties were to handle all the menial and unwanted cases that the other
Enforcers were to reject. It was a demotion in rank for a Senior Officer to do
such tasks. Lance saluted and left the office but soon he was given the look by
the other officers at his new post at the General Area among the eighty
officers there. He had sat down to warm his seat when the dossier was handed
over.
“Lance,
I got a case of a missing chimpanzee. The owner claimed the servant took his
personal effects including his keys to the office. He soon reported to us that
his office was ransacked and lost several confidential documents from there.” The
officer left Lance with the dossier. It contained the report and the ‘docu-vid’
which recorded the theft.
Lance
looked at the ‘docu-vid’ that was passed to him on the viewer set on the desk. The details correspond to the report he had read.
What
the report did not say was that the victim was a staff at the Research Centre
V.
“Lance,
may I speak to you?” The then newly promoted Senior Officer Judd approached
Lance at the desk. “I did not plan for this. I was not ….”
“It’s
alright. You deserved the promotion. Get your new partner and be on the task.”
Lance smiled warmly and then grabbed his jacket to leave.
“Where
are you of” Officer Judd asked then.
“Missing
servant. I will see you around.” Lance rushed out and then to the assigned
vehicle for his task. With his new posting, he was given the same design
cruiser without the cannon. He was also without a partner but he has his mini
dart on the vambrace and baton.
Soon
he was at Research Centre V.
“Doctor
Lopez, may I have the details of the files that your servant may have had
taken.” Lance glared at the man seated across him. The doctor was about his age
with the well-maintained frame but his thick mustache and the thinning hairline
misplaced his good looks.
“It
were some notes of my research into the behavior of the apes.” The doctor then
paused. “Are you by any chance related to Doctor Lanceston?”
“Yes,
but my works are not related to him,” Lance replied and was to question further
when the doctor then decided to cut short the discussion.
“Just
get me back the servant and the files. I will not press charges and also no one
is allowed to read those files. Including Doctor Lanceston.” With that, Lance was dismissed from the
office. He learned from his works and in his discussion with Doctor Lanceston, the
works at the Research were sacred to individual Researchers or Departments. They
all fear their works will be taken over by another and they will lose their
stay at the Research House. Every research was closely guarded by the
respective staff.
Lance
then returned to his vehicle in the front yard and was to drive off when he saw
a familiar sight in the nearby corridor. He stopped the vehicle and opened the
door. He then called out to the chimpanzee.
“Astrid!”
Lance reached out to hold the chimpanzee that had rushed out to greet Lance. The
chimpanzee weighed heavily on the Officer and he had known Astrid as a young
cub.
“You
are getting heavy. Where is the Doctor?” The chimpanzee held onto the officer
and sneered at Lance. It was soon distracted when it saw the new batch of
gorillas being led off by the guards. The batch of gorillas was brought in by carriage
to replace the dead ones shot earlier. For a while, both of them were
motionless looking at the new arrivals until the voice of Doctor Lanceston
broke their focus.
“Lance,
when did you arrive? Why was I not told?” The elderly doctor reached for his
nephew on the shoulder. Astrid climbed down and moved out of the way while the
two conversed on. “How goes the investigation?”
“What
investigation?”
“The
shooting of the gorilla? Oh, that one. I am not involved. I am …onto other duties.”
“Bernice
vid me that you were in but she voiced her …you know displeasure of your attention
to the servants.” Lance gave out a low laugh at the relaying of the doctor and
shook his head.
“I
think we can have a quick meal and I needed to know more on a Doctor Lopez.”
Lance moved to change the subject.
“Lopez,
he is an imbecile and in cahoots with Julius. I think they are doing some side
research on mine. It won’t be for the betterment of mankind. More of a nasty
side to mankind.” By then, Lance had led the doctor towards the cafeteria while
Astrid looked at them from a distance. It just stood there in the yard and
watched the two humans stepped into the cafeteria. The chimp then turned to go
back to the lab. Lance was going to be occupied with his uncle who was always
with the grunts and moans of the associates.
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