Disclaimer: see first chapter…
'oh god…how in the fuckin' hell did I get in this position…' Claudia thought as she ran down one set of stairs to the other, and down again, 'why the hell did I have to say I wanted to be a Turk?! A goddamn Turk! I could have chosen to be a scientist… but noooo I had to say the word "Turk" damn me. God? Why did you do this to me?!' she looked at her watch, and then the floor number. "29 floors in less than 5 minutes… I have done better…. But still a nice goal. Ill jog the rest of the 23 floors."
When Claudia got to the 38th floor she saw a door that was open just enough to see Reno running around cleaning as if it his life depended on it! Claudia strolled calmly to the door and gave it a soft tap. She heard a few repeated taps as a reply. Reno greeted her warmly, and said, "So you wanted to be one of us? Well, I would have never guessed…" he mused, "sit down and I will give you an interview and then a test."
Claudia sat down in an armchair and tried to see over the stack of beer cans. "I could help you clean when we're done…. If you want…. And you should have a rubbish container…" she said nervously.
"I know…. I should've, huh? But RUDE wouldn't help me clean. All he said was 'its your mess'" Rude just looked up at Reno from his magazine and started to read again.
"Lets get on with the interview…. Shall we?" Reno said.
"Sure…. I think we should…."
"Claudia… why did you want to be a Turk?"
"Because I figured that would be the best job that allowed a good amount of freedom." '…And you where one…'
"You know being a Turk is serious business… and we do all the presidents dirty work, such as kidnapping, assassinating, tracking. That sort of thing." Reno's eyes got shiny and cold, "Could you handle that kind of work?"
"I believe I could…. No matter how dirty, and despicable. I was raised in that kind of way." Claudia's hand covered her left wrist, "I could see blood, and I would draw blood, if the president tells me… I will draw my own..."
Reno leaned in and asked, "Let me see your wrist…." Obediently Claudia removed her hand and showed Reno her scared wrist.
"These are fresh…. I could tell… they are brighter than the rest…" he said after studying the wretched scars, "you did these… I could tell…this," he pointed the a very faded and long scar up and down, "is the first one…. Attempted suicide I'll bet."
Rude looked up from his magazine, to Claudia and said, "suicide is dangerous…. You can't cut, or think of cutting if you are one of us…"
"I'm not going to pry into your life…. But I think this interview is over… now all I have to do is give you a test…." With that Rude and Reno got up and led to a door that looked dusty. "Choose a weapon you feel comfortable with… we have every kind ofweapon in existence." Reno said as he opened the door.