Chapter Two
Sydney had tears in his eyes. Broots was silent. Together they had been watching the DSA of Jarod kill innocent people with a shot in the neck. It was clearly Jarod, no error possible. And still there had to be something wrong with this story.
"I refuse to believe Jarod did this consciously. I'd bet my life that he cannot remember this event and that he could not live with it if he did."
Broots nodded slowly.
"It's the Centre, Syd. Maybe they fool us again, to make us believe Jarod's a killer? Maybe they want us to feel no mercy for him."
Broots let himself fall into his seat. Sydney nodded.
"Whatever this means, I know for sure that Jarod is innocent. I will not accept anything other unless he tells me I'm wrong!"
"Uh, Sydney, Miss Parker and Mr. Lyle are after Jarod. I don't think she will know mercy if she finds him. She had this look."
"I know, Broots, I know. We have to warn Jarod!"
***
"I knew he would try to warn Jarod!"
Lyle shook his head. Parker glanced sideways.
"Sydney always was the friend first." They had been waiting for Sydney's action. It didn't take long.
Lyle had manipulated Sydney's email account, so that a virus would be attached to the email. The virus would cause Jarods account to answer with its complete adress. It was too new to be in any firewall Jarod could have.
They soon would know, where he was.
***
Sydney shook his head.
"The email can't get through to him, Broots. It's rejected."
Broots hacked into his console then nodded understandingly.
"Yeah, Sydney, the inbox is full. Can't take anymore emails. We will have to wait until Jarod has a look at his emails."
"I cannot imagine Jarod getting that much emails. What size do you suppose will his account have?"
Broots thought for a while.
"Jarod has a laptop, but I'd bet my house that he modified it. I'd say he might have at least about 25 Megabytes. But it can be far more."
Sydney stared at one of the pictures on the wall. Broots tried not to disturb his thoughts, but then nearly jumped out of his chair, when a notify window came into Sydneys account.
"We've got a virus here, Syd. It was attached to your email."
"It was a trap!" Sydney stated matter of factly, before he took his gun out of his desks drawer.
"Uh, Syd, it will only take me some minutes to find out, where Jarod is."
Sydney had tears in his eyes. Broots was silent. Together they had been watching the DSA of Jarod kill innocent people with a shot in the neck. It was clearly Jarod, no error possible. And still there had to be something wrong with this story.
"I refuse to believe Jarod did this consciously. I'd bet my life that he cannot remember this event and that he could not live with it if he did."
Broots nodded slowly.
"It's the Centre, Syd. Maybe they fool us again, to make us believe Jarod's a killer? Maybe they want us to feel no mercy for him."
Broots let himself fall into his seat. Sydney nodded.
"Whatever this means, I know for sure that Jarod is innocent. I will not accept anything other unless he tells me I'm wrong!"
"Uh, Sydney, Miss Parker and Mr. Lyle are after Jarod. I don't think she will know mercy if she finds him. She had this look."
"I know, Broots, I know. We have to warn Jarod!"
***
"I knew he would try to warn Jarod!"
Lyle shook his head. Parker glanced sideways.
"Sydney always was the friend first." They had been waiting for Sydney's action. It didn't take long.
Lyle had manipulated Sydney's email account, so that a virus would be attached to the email. The virus would cause Jarods account to answer with its complete adress. It was too new to be in any firewall Jarod could have.
They soon would know, where he was.
***
Sydney shook his head.
"The email can't get through to him, Broots. It's rejected."
Broots hacked into his console then nodded understandingly.
"Yeah, Sydney, the inbox is full. Can't take anymore emails. We will have to wait until Jarod has a look at his emails."
"I cannot imagine Jarod getting that much emails. What size do you suppose will his account have?"
Broots thought for a while.
"Jarod has a laptop, but I'd bet my house that he modified it. I'd say he might have at least about 25 Megabytes. But it can be far more."
Sydney stared at one of the pictures on the wall. Broots tried not to disturb his thoughts, but then nearly jumped out of his chair, when a notify window came into Sydneys account.
"We've got a virus here, Syd. It was attached to your email."
"It was a trap!" Sydney stated matter of factly, before he took his gun out of his desks drawer.
"Uh, Syd, it will only take me some minutes to find out, where Jarod is."