News Breaks Out

Jet limped into the room. As he entered he sees Faye sitting on the couch.

"Faye? What's going on?" he asked.

She doesn't answer him. Her eyes were already glued to the TV. He sits down on the couch next to Faye and eyes the TV. An aging black news anchor is on the screen.

"This is CBC News. I'm Mark Rather. We begin this half-hour with breaking news. Explosions and chaos rocked downtown Mars early this morning around 4:00 am. Initial reports indicate that the explosions occurred in the Red Dragon Syndicate Building. For further details, we take you live to the scene with our reporter, Ms. Lei Lee. Lei, what can you tell us?

The screen switches to a young Asian woman. Flashing red and blue lights filled the scene behind her along with the yellow crime scene tape. Behind the tape was the entrance to a building... or what's left of it anyways. The entrance was in shambles. Pieces of concrete and glass liter the ground. And what was supposed to be a metal door frame was now bent up in unbelievable angles. Faye and Jet's eyes opened wide as they watched the scene unfold.

"Mark, the scene here is unbelievable," Lee started. "We were told by ISSP officials that around 4:00am, a lone man entered the building and proceeded to kill and destroy everything in sight.  As many as five explosions were heard into the night."

As she talks, the screen switches to a helicopter shot of the building.  Faye and Jet's jaws dropped in disbelief at the scene.  Holes littered the building, including one huge crater that was supposed to be the roof. Some of the holes still had black smoke coming from them.

"My God, Jet. How many bombs and grenades did he take with him?" Faye asked.

"All of them," was Jet's reply. Faye nodded back.

Lee continued, "As you can see from the 'chopper shots, the building is in absolute ruin with the most damage on the roof. So far, officials report that there are at least 30 men dead and 5 severely injured. Only 20 men were found alive in the building. Police are not stating the condition of the lone gunman."

"Lei," Rather began, "was most of the damaged caused by the lone gunman? It's hard to believe that one man was able to inflict so much damaged. Especially in a heavily armed syndicate building."

"Not if you know Spike," Faye stated.

"Yes, it is rather unbelievable that one person was able to do so much damage. But police are not releasing any more information until 1:00 pm today where ISSP Chief, Darien Star, will hold a news conference," Lee replied.

"Lei, do the police have a motive for this attack?" asked Rather.

"The police are not giving us anymore information, Mark. But like I said, ISSP will hold a news conference and we hope to get the information there. This is Lei Lee reporting live from downtown Mars."

Faye turned to Jet. "Is there still a chance that he's still alive?"

Jet turned to face her and was about to answer her when his communicator rang. He answered it to find his old comrade, Bob, on the screen. "Bob? What's up?"

"Jet, you might want to come to ISSP headquarters," Bob said.

"Why?"

"We want you to identify a body. I think you know who it is." With that said, Bob hung up.

Jet turned back to Faye and noticed the tears in her eyes. "You want to come with me?" he asked.

Faye hesitated for a moment. "Yeah. It'll be my last chance to see that lunkhead."