Channel three news station.
Arriving outside the building entrance, a large group of NYPD police officers hurried inside and entered the elevators. Followed by two nypd bomb squad officials.
Without hesitation, pressed the button to level ten and waited until the arrived then as when the doors opened. One spoke calmly instructed for all employees to evacuate the premises. All reporters including Perry jackson obeyed the instruction and calmly left the premises.
Two bomb swat officers approached the suspicious item with extreme cautiin and thoroughly inspected it. Both relieved, relaxed then dispatched to the nypd officer available.
"All clear, but what is inside. It is very gnarly and disturbingly gruesome." officer graham glanced the box, raised his brow wondering what could be inside. Officer olsen watched his partner approached the box and asked as he stood in silence.
"What is it, joey?" officer graham didnt answer verbally, he had experienced unsettling revolting retching.
"You ok?" officer olsen asked, concerned. Officer graham had hurried to the bin close by and retched. When he finally got a chance to answer, wiping his mouth and instructed. "Look in the box."
Officer olsen walked to the table, opened the top and looked inside. His eyes widened, quickly closed the box and felt the gnarly feeling to retch as well. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, officer graham stated. "We better get back and take this in."
Officer olsen agreed and noticed the envelope, Elena reite.
"Get foresencics to inspect this envelope before seeing what it may say." officer olsen assumed and officer graham agreed.
"Hopefully, foresencics can find prints and find who sent this."
EPF, secret facility.
Sitting in his private chamber, watching the security footage of offices, street even police department. Bishop was intrigued by the mysterious brown box, and wondered what was in the box when realised there was one location he hadnt bugged. Feeling frustrated and called in, one soldier.
"Yes agent bishop."
"Was every building bugged with cameras and microphones?"
"Yes sir." bishop glared with narrowed glance behind his black tinted glasses and said. "Are you sure?"
"Yes sir, i am sure."
Bishop exhaled, low sigh. Entwined his fingers as he leaned back in his chair. "Check again and report back to me."
The soldier nodded and walked out. Bishop picked the photograph up and glanced upon for a second then threw back to the desk surface and grasped his remote. Flicking through the camera images of secured locatiins thst he desired to observed but felt frustrated that not all were bugged and monitored.
The Foot HQ.
Even though the foot and their employer never interested bishop in the past but fir some odd reason, it had secrets. Secrets needed to unveiled after since it was saud the notorious crimelord had disappeared as rumoured. Placing the remote down and reached over to his Telecom speaker, pressed the button.
"Yes agent bishop." a soldier replied. "Investigate the disappearance of oroku saki and Karai saki. Rumours speculate they are out of play."
"Yes agent bishop, sending a squadron now." he continued to watch his little entertainment then realised something very important. Pressed the button and answered doctor stockman.
"What is it, doctor stockman? This better be good and important."
"You should come down to the lab, I believe we have done it."
Raised his brow curiously, replied quickly. 'I'll be there in a minute."
Watched the spy cams for another moment, searching for answers and discovered the location of where the terrapins have relocated after nearly twenty years. Pushing himself from his seat, leaving the television to continue with their recordings and placed the remote down after switching the covers to lower down. Walking to the doors, opened one and exit the room.
Leaving the door to close behind him and walked to the laboratory, where doctor stockman waited, holding his hands behind his back, waiting outside the closed laboratory doors; finally they opened and stockman waited as he greeted bishop.
"You are going to like this result, agent bishop. It has finally worked." Bishop didnt answer or questioned as he was sceptical, he needed physical proof to see.
"Show me doctor stockman."
Stockman smiled and turned on his mechanical spike foot. "Open it." he instructed
A large silver canister rise, revealing a sleeping woman embracing herself. Bishop glanced surprised to the clone specimen, perfectly grown just as she was. He looked down to her abdomen and wondered.
"What about the foetus?"
"The foetus is healthy and growing as well What do you wish to do?"
"Raise it, of course. This foetus will become the first of many soldiers to the EPF and in due time, introduce father and child." bishop smiled, sinisterly.
"The foetus's gender is male, agent bishop." stockman informed. "Male? Well, well. Soon he is birn, give him growth hormones. The father will be eager to meet his son." bishop chuckled menacingly.
"What about the mother?" stockman asked. "What about her? Dispose of her, she is no longer needed once the foetus is cut from her."