Chapter 5
Dear George,
Loki's trial let lose the old one. It's not like such as it was. Aunt Liz would love to see us, don't worry we will be fine. Trust you to feed Dreyfusthe lab rat.
General George Hammond studied his last mail carefully, trying to find out what the message was really about. Loki's trial was clearly Jack O'Neill's young clone, while the old one should refer to O'Neill himself. Let lose. This once meaning was clear, only Hammond didn't heard about Jack being in trouble. Of course, the phrase no news being good news wasn't always a good thing. It seemed he needed to call around a bit. It's not like such as it was. This part was really troubling, what fate could have befallen on Jack this time, he hoped it wasn't anything too serious.
And who the hell was Aunt Liz?! Liz, as most probably Elizabeth. Elizabeth who, which Elizabeth Jack knew and could be help in this dangerous situation, some one with clearance, someone Jack know personally and its imply he himself should know her as well. The only Elizabeth who came to mind was Dr Weir. Nah, it was impossible, madness. On the other hand he was talking about Jack O'Neill.
Hammond felt an upcoming headache first sign. Even if Jack was talking about Dr Weir, she was in Atlantis. He didn't even dare to think into it to hard how Jack would manage the fate to get there. If Jack really talking about Dr Weir, it look like he would need to look up some personal file too.
Trust you to feed Dreyfusthe lab rat. Dreyfus, the name was familiar, he read files on the man named Dreyfus, if he recalled it right the man was involved in unauthorized experiment with alien devices, Ancient device. Hammond shuddered as cold feeling settled on his stomach, Oh good and it could mean the Trust was involved as well if he reads the message right.
He looked up tiredly from his computer, his blue eyes studied his house black yard, he needed to make some call, and start an investigation. He took a deep breath and without really knowing how true his words were, he whispered to the empty room:
"Good Speed, boys."
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Two men stepped out of the black van, wearing black suite, and walked into the internet café. One of them walked up to the clerk showed the man his badge while he asked:
"Which is the PS530-5674 server."
"The one in the corner by the window." The black suite men exchange a look after the one who didn't speak walked to the mentioned computer while the other turned back toward the clerk.
"Could you describe the last user?"
"Am sorry man, but we are full." shrugged the clerk. The man looked around and spotted a security camera.
"Hand over the security cassette." The clerk nodded and headed to the back store to retrieve the footage.
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As Jack turned down from the street where the internet café was, he felt the hair on his arm stood up. Something in the back of his mind told him something wasn't right. He stopped before a shop-window and studied his surrounding in the glass' reflection. He didn't see anything strange.