Chapter Five
Burning Hatred
"Sir, we have found the location of the Key."
"Good, very good. And where is said location?"
The alien pulled out a map and pointed to a building. "There, sir."
"I see." The second alien, obviously the leader, beckoned to a man who was writing something at the opposite side of the table. "Lieutenant?"
The man looked up. "Yes, sir?"
"I believe we are one step closer to saving- or, avenging - your family."
"Thank you, Commander Camro."
"It is Supreme Commander Camro, but I shall not punish my favorite lieutenant," Camro corrected. He looked to the alien with the map. "Nice work, Driss. You may leave."
The alien called Driss saluted his commander and left the room. Only Camro and the man were at the table now.
"Jawson," began the Supreme Commander, "I want you to let us do the work here. Go home, and sleep peacefully knowing we will avenge your family."
"Thank you, but I want to be the one to kill those two agents. The ones who attacked my family."
"Oh, and we will let you. Did I ever tell you how the Men in Black nearly wiped out my race? It only helped nourish the burning hatred I have for them. The hatred that founded this; The Alliance Against Alien Slaughter."
"I know, sir. I should get going."
"Goodbye, Jawson."
Jawson pulled on his black leather jacket and headed out into the rain.
