Chapter 2
Jam Pony
Alec walked up the ramp and out the door to one of the employee reserved parking spots. This spot, as did every single other spot, held a motorcycle. It was blue with a few dents on the hood of it and a little rust on one of the handles. Other than these problems it looked fairly new. Alec strode the bike, turned the ignition, and blazed off quite fast.
After turning a few corners and down a few streets on his way to his destination, he blew by a burned down house with three stones off to the side. While passing this house he gave a salute to it and turned another corner.
Alec eventually reached a run down looking market and went inside. The inside was a lot more cleaner and looked nicer. There was a bell on the counter, which he rang in what would have seemed annoying to some with the pattern it had. To him it means business.
A balding, red-haired, buff, caucasian man came from a back door. "What do you want?" he said.
"Did you catch the hack," Alec asked.
"Of course," the man replied.
"I have a friend who has had first hand experience with this "new force", Alec said. "I can get information on to them. You know how liable I've been in the past." As Alec said this he palmed his fingers with his thumb.
"I'll see to it that the boss hooks your company up to a T-1 line, if this is true," the man added. "Before I forget here is to keeping your delivery service afloat."
To that Alec took off his backpack and handed the man a package as the man handed him an envelope stuffed with money. "See ya next week," the man said. Alec then left.
Alec crossed the street to another market, this one the inside was as rundown as the outside. He picked out several canned food items as well as some fresh produce, snacks and bottled water. Using some of the just acquired money to pay for it, he then left and got on his bike and took off.
Finally reaching his destination he got off his bike. He walked before a warehouse and tapped on the door in a similar fashion as he had rung the bell in the store earlier. Then he left the bags of food on the ground and waited. The metal door opened a bit and an olive skinned hand reached out and grabbed them.
"Thanks," came a female voice from inside.
"Sure," Alec replied to her. Alec then turned around to walk back to his bike but stopped and went back to the door just before it closed. "Wait," he said loudly.
"What," the female voice questioned.
"I know you caught the cable hack earlier today," Alec said. "Now, do we in fact know what this "new force" is? I mean, is it what we thought it was?"
"Yes, Alec, it is," the voice said.
"What are we going to do about it," asked Alec.
"Nothing," shouted the female voice.
The steel door then slid shut encasing the woman in darkness.
"Just what I wanted to hear," Alec said as he walked back towards his motorcycle.
Jam Pony
A very old man holding a cane walked down the ramp to the front desk. He was wearing glasses had gray hair and was wearing a safari hat.
"Hello," he said in a gravelly voice. "Hello." Once again louder, until finally Alec answered him.
"Sorry, we're kinda busy," Alec replied. "What do you want?"
"I'm looking for a young lady," the old man said.
"Ladies would be elsewhere," Alec retorted.
"Please, if you see her, tell her to call this number," the old man gave Alec a slip of paper with a number on it.
"I don't even know who you're looking for," Alec said.
The old man took out his wallet and showed Alec a picture of a very young girl with a buzz cut wearing a medical smock that fell just above her knees.
"Of course, she would be much older now. This was taken in 2007 or so," said the old man
A shiver ran through Alec as he saw the all too familiar dress of his childhood. Then in a whisper, Alec told the old man to meet him in the back room. Alec may have frequently been called an idiot but that doesn't make him stupid. As soon as he practically dragged the old man into the back room and locked the door he started speaking, trying not be too loud.
"Who are you and what do you want," Alec asked
"My memory is not what it once was," the old man chuckled as he said this. "I've been called many things. The one I remember the most was the name my sons called me,. Father."
Alec then thought about where he had heard that name before. But being at a loss of what to say just shrugged it off. "Well, Father," Alec said cockily. "What do you want with this girl?"
"I've been searching for her for decades but have yet to actually find her," replied Father. "Then about 18 years ago I was in Africa and heard someone talking about some kind of scuffle all the way here in Seattle. I thought it would be too much of a coincidence that this scuffle involved this girl that I seek. Well, you know how bad the economy was back then, it was impossible to come back to the U.S. no matter how hard I tried. But since it seems to be ever so slightly increasing I was able to stow away on a ship about 8 months ago it must've been. Then after docking in Florida it was the matter of hitching rides to come all the way here. I just got in yesterday, and here I am."
"The question," Alec paused. "Was "what do you want with this girl?""
"There's danger headed this way," Father answered. "From what I heard they most assuredly will come after her."
"Why," Alec asked.
"She is the reason they failed in the first place," Father said. "They will find her and kill her if she does not meet with me."
"I'll find her," Alec said
"Thank you," said Father. "Goodbye."
Alec opened the door and went to his post behind the front desk with phone number and picture in hand as the old man strode out of Jam Pony.
To Be Continued...
AN: Sorry it took so long, but I got sick and didn't feel like writing much because of it. But I'm back now. Please R+R.