Chapter 3

The information scrolled slowly up the screen. The readers eyes darted across the screen, trying to get the most information possible from what was displayed in front. The tiniest bit of information could be considered important.

The file that was open on the screen was Irina Derevko's and the reader was Nadia.

She was trying to find out leads about her mothers death. A name or even a date, anything to start the search off. Anything.

But it was looking less probably that anything at all would be found at all. There was no new information in their at all, there had been no new information placed in their from the day she escaped from the custody of the agency. All she had found out was titbits about her mother she had never known. No leads just things Sydney had never mentioned.

"Nadia" Sydney called as she walked towards where her sisters desk was placed. She caught a glance of her sister's screen and noted the name at the top.

"Why are you looking at Mom's file?"

"To try to find a lead about her killer. Some tiny detail which could lead me to that the person. So I can resolve this whole issue for myself."

"But why look at her file. Looking at a file will not tell you anything at all. Anyway wouldn't the agency done the same thing you are doing. Anyway…."

"Syd. They are not doing anything about her death. The file doesn't even document that she is even dead at all. Do they even know that she is dead at all? It doesn't list that I exist, that I am her daughter as well the same as you are. They stopped putting anything in it the day she got out of CIA custody. So if they won't do anything I will."

Sydney walked around Nadia's chair and perched herself on the desk next to the computer, after beckoning and getting Nadia's attention she spoke.

"They stopped documenting this file, but there is another file. A highly classified file, That's the one that contains the information about Mom's death. I'm not even supposed to know about that one, let alone about the other ones that they are holding."

"Other ones?"

Yes, other ones. There is a file held in the agency for me and you. Not an standard agent's files but special ones that document things about us. All to do with our freaky connection to Rambaldi."

"How can I get access to see that file?"

"You can't directly. Only someone with the correct high level clearance can."

"Like what Jack has?"

"Yeah. Like what Dad has. But he probably wouldn't be able to gain access. The agency sometimes are not good at sharing." This was a lie from Sydney. Jack would have had complete access to the files. Seeing they were his but….

"Well, I'm sure I could find a way"

Sydney pushed herself up from the desk and stood next to Nadia.

"Nadia. Can't you just let it be?"

"Don't you want to know who did it?" Nadia said standing up her voice starting to fill with again. "She is our mother after all."

"No. Not really. I just want to get away from it all completely."

"You may want to do that. But I'm sorry Syd. I want my closure from it all. But the only way I can get it is finding out the truth."

Marshall headed across to where they were standing. Completely at unease. Sensing the tension in the air.

"Um, Sydney, Nadia." He said to them both nervously. "Er. You needed in the the um briefing room right now."

"There's a situation brewing in Buena Aries between two major elements of the Argentinean crime syndicates."

"What about?" Sydney asked

"One of the factions has obtained some kind of weapon that the other faction is interested in. Details about the weapon are not available. So we need to be careful "

"How exactly are we going to obtain information about this weapon?" Nadia asked

"I have been in contact with the Argerntina Intelligence directive who has more information about the weaopon and it's location. Nadia I want you on point for this. You already have a connection with the contact and knowledge of the location. Sydney I want you their as support. That's it team. Wheel's up in two hours. All op-tech and briefing folders will be on the plane.

They had bee silence between the girls for the many hours. Since they had left the briefing room, while they were packing their bags and for the majority of the plan trip.

Sydney shot a glance down the length of the plane, down to where Nadia was seated leafing through a folder. Sydney plucking up the courage decided to break this deadlock and headed down the plane. To the seats which were facing Nadia and sat down in front of her.

"Look. I'm sorry for earlier. I didn't mean to snap at you….."

Nadia as soon as she had sensed that Sydney was nearby had moved the folder onto the seat next to her.

"But I'm just finding it all hard to manage at the moment." Both of them said at once.

"Apology accepted Syd and I apologise as well. But Sydney truly why don't you want to find out what happened to our mother.

Again Sydney had to think fast. To cover up for her father again.

"I know I should really care about who killed her. I'm not scared about that. It's finding out who did it, is the thing that is scaring me. It could be anyone. Even a member of the family. One day maybe I'll want to know but not now."

"Syd. I can understand. I just want to meet the person even if it was 5 seconds to ask why."

Nadia had just said that when a voice crackled on the speaker system overhead.

"Please fasten you seatbelts. We are starting our descent to Buena Aires."

"I'll give you one name. Talk to Kendall he may be able to help you." Sydney said