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Date Posted: 23:34:22 05/04/11 Wed
Author: asiacheetah
Author Host/IP: ppp-71-128-195-9.dsl.sndg02.pacbell.net / 71.128.195.9
Subject: Chapter 2 Discovery - Part 3
In reply to: asiacheetah 's message, "Trust is Never Easy - episodic" on 01:00:19 04/22/11 Fri

Chapter 2 Discovery – Part 3

Being stuck inside Section and saddled with a security detail every time I leave certainly slowed down my efforts to identify the people Nikita was reporting to. Until the identity of the person or organization was exposed, I could not hope to pursue a relationship with Nikita. That resolve did not make the nights any less lonely from her absence.

Not that I had much opportunity to be lonely. Walter had gotten in the habit of inviting me to his quarter to sample his homemade whisky. I spent most of the time watching Walter get drunk and making sure he aimed at the correct toilet or trash receptacle when he went overboard.

I also spent hours playing Chess with Madeline, where she no longer pretended that it was an exercise in trying to gage my psychological make-up. As I long suspected, Madeline simply loved playing the game and couldn’t find anyone not in awe or feared her to play.

Birkoff delighted in challenging me to various shooting video games and crowing in triumph when he manages to beat me. It was during one of the late night gaming session that gave me an idea on how to track the identity of the person Nikita was reporting to.

“Yes! In your face!” Birkoff leaped up, both arms pumping in the air in triumph.

I shook my head at his exuberance. “You know Birkoff, these games will rot your brain.”

“You only say that because you can’t beat the game master!” Birkoff moved in a series of muscle man poses, flexing his non-existent muscles.

“I think we should use our time more productively. I can train you in self defense.”

Birkoff shook his head in horror: “Oh no you don’t! I don’t want to give you an excuse to beat me up.”

“You need more physical activity, away from the computer or games.”

“Hey technology is beautiful; you just need to learn to appreciate it.”

I quirked my eye brows at that statement in amusement, while listening to Birkoff continue rhapsodizing about the joy of technology. I mostly tuned him out until something he said caught my attention.

“The other day I located a target by placing a tag on one of their courier on a Gapa Signal. I layered it so the target doesn’t pick it up on their initial sweep. You have to recycle twice before decoding…”

“Wait, what was that?”

“What was what, Michael?”

“Explain to me how you transferred a tag from a courier to a target.”

Birkoff’s eyes light up in excitement: “Oh that. You just…”

*****

I got Walter to give me a thin wired tracer that I then modified. I hired an informant to track Nikita’s movement, waiting for the next drop. Once the word came, it was just a matter of shaking off my security detail.

The drop package was located in the exact same position as the last time, and I inserted the tracker into the bag’s lining. Now I just had to wait as each person who handled the package transmitted their location on the Gapa Signal.
The tracking program followed the drop package back to the same private residence in Salzburg, Germany as the last time. Once the location was tagged, it tracked everyone leaving the compound. Those transferred targets then traced back to their homes or businesses. One name jumped out at me: Mick Schtoppel. Since Mick was a green listed informant for various terrorist organizations, the fact that his name came up did not reassure me of Nikita’s innocence.

The name that did put me at ease was George from Oversight. The tag traced George’s activities and locations he went to including his home, Section One, Section 8, and other locations that I identify as other sections. I have access to coordinates to all the sections, none of which was located in Salzburg. This leads me to a surprising conclusion: Nikita was reporting to Center.

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