Dismal Angel 2010 - Episode 11
Chapter 4: The Global Criminal Database
It was two days later before Kitty Pryde had managed to obtain the necessary software. In those two days, there had been little sleep, even sedatives weren't enough to ease Rogue's troubled mind for the time being, and whenever she'd sleep that nightmare of Remy's fear would come back. In those nightmares those red eyes would be looking straight at her, and that maniacal laughter would ring out in her head.
On the eighteenth of February, a very cold Tuesday evening when Rogue entered the war room, whilst Kitty was slouched over the keyboard waiting for the final program – the voice analyser to install. "Hey, how's it goin'?" Rogue asked, she approached and pulled up a chair beside Kitty.
"Slow," Kitty sighed, "I've been installing this software since eight am this morning," Kitty glanced at her watch, "it's now six pm," she yawned, "I could sure use a break but I'm anxious to get this all done."
Rogue nodded, "so…what's the plan exactly?"
"Well...I got in touch with Tommy's brother Ryan who's also a hacker, and he said the government servers need voice authorisation by the systems administrator," Kitty made a face, "so I'm installing the voice analyser now then I'm gonna use an old unregistered cellphone to call up the guy – wasn't too difficult to find out who he is, I found out via a public access server. What I need to do is call up the systems admin and somehow get him to say just a few things, then the voice analyser will do the rest."
"Right…"
Kitty raised her head, "100%!" she said excitedly, "bingo," she added, she picked up the nearby cellphone and battery operated tape recorder, "ok here goes," she dialled the number into the phone, and walked away from the computer to avoid the signal being interfered with, she put the phone on speaker phone, and waited patiently, she clicked record on the tape recorder as soon as the voice came.
"Hello?" came a man's voice, a pause, then "hellooooo? Who's there? C'mon…Hello?"
Rogue pursed her lips together to stop from laughing, it almost felt like they were making a prank call to someone just for fun. Kitty smirked and hung up, "that's all I need," she said.
"Right…now what?"
Kitty turned the phone off completely, walked over and turned on the computer's microphone. She loaded up the voice analyser software and she hit the record button on it, she placed the tape recorder next to it, and replayed the voice.
Moments later, the voice analyser was processing the voice, then a small 'ready for playback' message appeared on the bottom of the screen.
"Okay, I hope that worked," Kitty clicked on the playback button with the mouse. "Let's test it."
"I am the systems administrator, my voice is my passport, verify me," played clearly through the computer in a loud voice, identical to that of the man who Kitty had called.
"Yes!" Kitty grinned, "okay, now comes the hard bit," she said, she loaded up a screen of a map, "this is a map of the world and these little white dots are all different sites, I'm going to bounce the connection from them, this will make us harder to trace, as long as I remember to clear the logs of the server." She began to click rapidly on various dots, and then on a red dot in the centre of the US area of the map, "there…" she said, she typed in a command to run more software and the trace tracker came up on the screen as a very small bar showing 'no traces'."
Kitty looked at Rogue, "Okay…this is it, you ready?" she asked.
"As ready as I'll ever be."
Kitty clicked on the 'connect' button on the screen and with several beeps, and a few moments, along came a login screen. There were three sections. User ID, Voice Verification and Elliption Curve Decipher. "Told you it'd be tough," she said, she clicked upon the user ID box and typed in the word 'Admin' then loaded up the password breaker, "okay," she said, "we're about to start getting traced, hopefully I've used enough bounces to slow it down," she clicked on the blank space where the ID password would be, a small beep indicated a trace was beginning. Rogue squinted to make out the tiny text.
"Eight hundred seconds?" Rogue asked, "will that be enough to find what we're looking for?" she asked, watching the seconds going quickly by on the small bar at the bottom right hand side of the screen.
"I hope so. Just keep an eye on the trace tracker for me, brief me on how much time I have left before I have to disconnect, if we let it get too close, the server will disconnect us itself and we'll be traced and probably arrested within the next hour…" Kitty said making a face. She watched each letter from the password slowly appearing on the log in screen, then hit the proceed button once the password was complete, she hit the voice verification button and clicked on the voice analyser button to play the systems administrator's voice.
"I am the systems administrator, my voice is my passport, verify me."
Moments later, the proceed button became available, Kitty clicked upon it.
"Seven hundred seconds, Kitty," Rogue said quickly.
"Right," Kitty nodded, she clicked on the Decipher login and loaded up the Elliption Curve Decipher software and ran it, numbers began to flit across the screen wildly at a fast rate, blinking with white blocks as the software began to work its magic. "Faster," she pleaded of the software, "faster, faster."
"Six hundred and thirty seconds," Rogue stated.
"We're in!" Kitty said, she hit the proceed button under the decipher login and another screen came up with two options, 'Search' and 'Admin'.
"Is Remy his full first name?" Kitty asked as she clicked on the search button. It brought up three options, Prisoner Number, Prisoner Name or MRP Number.
"As far as I know," Rogue glanced at the trace tracker, "five hundred and eighty seconds."
Kitty typed in the name LeBeau, Remy in the name field, and waited as several records began to flash by on the screen, it was taking its time locating his name. Kitty felt panic building in herself, "how much longer before they trace us?"
"Four hundred and ninety seconds."
"Shit," Kitty whined, "hurry up!" she screamed at the screen.
Finally, the screen loaded up, the name 'LeBeau, Remy' with a large bulk of information, his height, weight, known aliases, and other files.
"Three hundred and two seconds, Kitty," Rogue whispered.
Kitty hit the print button, loaded up a second screen and hit the print button, she began to go through the records listed, "Says here he's also known by the Alias Jeremy D'Ancanto," Kitty glanced towards Rogue quickly, "He's using your surname as an alias for crime."
"I'll kill him," Rogue frowned, "what else does it say?"
"We'll see on the print outs," Kitty stated, "hey…what's this…?" she raised an eyebrow.
"What?" Rogue leaned closer to the monitor and stared hard.
"Incarceration April 2005 GMCF," she pointed to a record on the screen, "it doesn't give any reasons why or what that is though. There's another one here…" Kitty added, "Incarceration December 2007 GMCF."
"GMCF?" Rogue asked, she glanced to the trace tracker, "Oh shit, Kitty, one hundred seconds!" she became aware that the trace tracker was beeping louder, the beeps closer together indicating time was running out.
"Right, right!" Kitty began to panic once again, she hit print on the final few pages of his records and then closed the search panel and let herself into the admin section, she loaded up the Log Deleting software and began to delete any logs she'd left from her search, "after this we gotta go to the first two places I bounced from and delete any logs I left there from my connection being rerouted, that way they won't be able to trace it back here," she said, she disconnected from the Global Criminal Database.
Rogue moved over to the printer and retrieved the print outs, "He never mentioned he'd been caught…" she said softly, "looks like they came close to catching him several times before they got him too…" she read off the information from the print outs, "Dec 2003 – apprehended and escaped. May 2004 – arrested and imprisoned in police headquarters…the list goes on and on…"
"Sounds like my thoughts about him being a little careless couldn't have been more accurate…it just…it wasn't like him to let himself get caught," Kitty finished what she was doing and turned the computer off, she walked over to retrieve some of the print outs.
"What's this GMCF thing?" Rogue asked, "I've never heard of that…is it a prison?"
"Probably, says incarcerated, doesn't it," Kitty glanced over the print outs, "I think we should speak with the Professor, maybe he'll know…"
"Know what?" they both turned to see the Professor wheeling in, he looked slightly concerned at the mention of his name.
"What this GMCF thing is, it was mentioned in Remy's criminal record," Kitty held up the print out. "We think it might be a prison, says he was incarcerated twice, doesn't say he escaped or was let go…"
"Interesting," The Professor took the print outs from Kitty and surveyed them closely, "I've certainly never heard of this…I think perhaps it would be a good idea to look up the global criminal database a little more to see how many criminals have been incarcerated in GMCF."
"Good idea," Kitty said, "do you think this could have any relevance?"
"Possibly…the fact that a acronym is used instead of the name of the prison does seem suspicious, however, it could be we're just dealing with a lazy administrator. Still…it is worth looking into."
"Has Jean found anything, yet?" Rogue asked.
"Possibly, she's on the phone in my office with the manager of the conference hall, I'm unsure of the purpose of her call but we can only hope," The Professor smiled faintly, "Rogue, please review those records on Remy and see if you can find any other info about this 'GMCF'. Kitty, please, continue with your…uh, 'hacking', and see what else you can dig up concerning 'GMCF'," The Professor instructed, "I want everyone in here at 8pm for a discussion to see if the others who have been investigating have found anything at all. We must keep each other informed."
Rogue and Kitty both nodded, and in unison said "yes, Professor," and watched as the Professor left them in the silent war room.