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Part IX : Billy
Bailey was on his way back. His meeting had been rather brief, but it had brought lots of lost memories and feelings back to his mind. He was now approaching the suburb of Atlanta, and he switched on his beeper. As soon as he had done so, a dozen of beeps signaled the messages George had left him in the last three hours. He smiled and dialed the VCTF headquarters number on his car phone.
" Fraley.
- George, it's me. What did justify the twelve messages ?
- Bailey ! For Christ sake, where have you been ? It's been hours we've been trying to contact you. Where are you ?
- I'll be with you in fifteen minutes. What is it ?
- We have another victim."
Bailey stopped smiling In just four words, George had just ruined his good mood of the morning.
" Bail ? Are you still here ?
- Who ?" was Bailey only answered.
" William Atkins. They found him in the alley behind the gym where you train. John, Grace and Sam are on the scene. Do you want to join them there ?"
Bailey took a few seconds to analyze the situation before he answered :
"No. I'm coming directly to the office. They don't need me there.
- Ok.
- George, the traffic is becoming tougher. I must leave you now."
Bailey hung up without giving time for George to answer. He parked his car as soon as he could, and stepped out. He needed fresh air. He walked a bit on the pavement and leaned against a wall. He closed his eyes. Images of Billy immediately came to him. He opened his eyes and went back to his car.
Ten minutes later, he was in the parking of the VCTF building. He went directly to the command center. George was there alone. Bailey sat next to him and put the voluminous file he had got from the CIA on the table in front of him.
" Do you have some details ?" he asked.
" You really got us scared, you know.
- I had to do it, George."
George updated Bailey with the information John had given him on the phone. Bailey's face stayed impassive. When George was done, Bailey handed him the file.
" These are my full military records." he said "It must not get out of this building. Only you, Sam, Grace and John can have a look at it. No photocopies. No scanner.
- Your appointment of this morning ?
- Yes. You'll find Billy Atkins somewhere in there. There might be other potential victims.
- Ok.
- I'll be in my office. Call me as soon as the rest of the team is back. You can also order a few pizzas : the pace Jack is going, we won't have much time for lunch."
Bailey stood up and went to the door. Just before he left the room, he turned back to George and added : "Oh George, I forgot. Next time you want to intrude the CIA computers, try to be more discrete." George looked at him with surprise.
" I'm sorry." he said hesitantly. "I didn't mean to create problems.
- And you didn't. But be careful. These guys are no choirboys."
Bailey left him alone and climbed up to his office. He pulled the stores and went to the bar. He poured himself a scotch and sat in his armchair. And he let it go.
To be continued ... R&R, Thanks.
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