Chapter Three
Alex sat in the darkness , lights blinking all around him. His specially designed chair allowed him access to all the equipment in the room , and his sensors told him they were in perfect order . Although nobody could program his prime directives now cos there were no0 prime directives to reprogram, he felt safer knowing that he could control several other critical equipments . He allowed himself to smile . Feel safe. He remembered how for a long while he couldnt feel anything . Was he better off feeling emotions ? Fear , anger , love , hatred were these emotions beneficial ro him as a cop . But then again these emotions came as a package deal along with other emotions that made him be a better cop .......and a better man . Loyalty , friendship and that invaluable aid of a police officer, the gut sense . He needed them .
He thought about Sarah and John . Sarah was maybe the only person he could never forgive or forget . Maybe even Clarence Boddicker . At least Clarence Boddicker didnt make him kill the only friend he had at one point of time . His best friend , his mentor , his partner . Suddenly a video playback flashed in front of his eyes . How many of these had John made ?? He didnt try to access the portion of his memory where they were stored . All he knew was that they came to him when he needed them .
"Forget your guilt Alex . You knew what you had to do . You had to be a cop . There was no other way to get to the bone machine . But when you find Sarah , and I know you will , dont take it out on her . Just do what you do best . Uphold the law ."
The image flickered out .
Suddenly he was alerted by the door opening . It was Linda , the girl who "assisted" him in his maintenance .
"You awake Alex ?"
"Yes . What is it ?"
"Its Roger . They have something on Bane " Roger Stone was his handpicked Cheif of investigation for the current case . He got up and walked to the adjoining control room . Roger and another officer were hunched over a monitor , and roger was holding a large plastic bag . As alex approached them Roger turned around and and held up the bag . It held a large broken vial with the letters "NOM" printed quite clearly on it .
"There was a big fire today at an abandoned boathouse . Apparently not so abandoned as people thing . Four bodies all burnt beyond recognition . But their necks were broken before they were burnt ."
"Bane"
"Right . And no points for guessing what this vial used to contain ."
"Venom"
"Right again boss . Bane usually disposes of the used vials away from the scene of crime . I guess he got careless "
Alex looked at the monitor where a tape of the fire was being played . Apparently from a news helicopter .
"Get anything"
"Nah , I guess Bane slipped away before the newsteam got there . But then again , you are likely to catch something more than we are "
The tape was played back again .
Alex sat in the darkness , lights blinking all around him. His specially designed chair allowed him access to all the equipment in the room , and his sensors told him they were in perfect order . Although nobody could program his prime directives now cos there were no0 prime directives to reprogram, he felt safer knowing that he could control several other critical equipments . He allowed himself to smile . Feel safe. He remembered how for a long while he couldnt feel anything . Was he better off feeling emotions ? Fear , anger , love , hatred were these emotions beneficial ro him as a cop . But then again these emotions came as a package deal along with other emotions that made him be a better cop .......and a better man . Loyalty , friendship and that invaluable aid of a police officer, the gut sense . He needed them .
He thought about Sarah and John . Sarah was maybe the only person he could never forgive or forget . Maybe even Clarence Boddicker . At least Clarence Boddicker didnt make him kill the only friend he had at one point of time . His best friend , his mentor , his partner . Suddenly a video playback flashed in front of his eyes . How many of these had John made ?? He didnt try to access the portion of his memory where they were stored . All he knew was that they came to him when he needed them .
"Forget your guilt Alex . You knew what you had to do . You had to be a cop . There was no other way to get to the bone machine . But when you find Sarah , and I know you will , dont take it out on her . Just do what you do best . Uphold the law ."
The image flickered out .
Suddenly he was alerted by the door opening . It was Linda , the girl who "assisted" him in his maintenance .
"You awake Alex ?"
"Yes . What is it ?"
"Its Roger . They have something on Bane " Roger Stone was his handpicked Cheif of investigation for the current case . He got up and walked to the adjoining control room . Roger and another officer were hunched over a monitor , and roger was holding a large plastic bag . As alex approached them Roger turned around and and held up the bag . It held a large broken vial with the letters "NOM" printed quite clearly on it .
"There was a big fire today at an abandoned boathouse . Apparently not so abandoned as people thing . Four bodies all burnt beyond recognition . But their necks were broken before they were burnt ."
"Bane"
"Right . And no points for guessing what this vial used to contain ."
"Venom"
"Right again boss . Bane usually disposes of the used vials away from the scene of crime . I guess he got careless "
Alex looked at the monitor where a tape of the fire was being played . Apparently from a news helicopter .
"Get anything"
"Nah , I guess Bane slipped away before the newsteam got there . But then again , you are likely to catch something more than we are "
The tape was played back again .
