
Late at night all the agents sleeping in the Rooftop building had fallen asleep. Claire is still awake from her sleep. His eyes are wide open. His body had been covered in thick cloth.
Claire opened the envelope carefully. Trying not to make the slightest sound. Slowly the envelope opened.
There was a piece of paper neatly folded inside. With a slightly trembling hand, Claire took out the piece of paper. Tonight, the calm and peaceful atmosphere within the tent made him feel as if he was afraid of a threatening distress.
The letter says :
Claire, stop exposing our secrets. Stop helping those police agents. Oh, or are you part of them yourself?
Claire gulps. Do not let someone who wrote this letter know his position. It's for mutual security. The letter continues.
Better stay put. Because we can still do worse than this. If you dare to break it, protect your life.
And one more. As a light sentence for what you did, what if you helped us release one of our comrades from custody? we do not accept rejection. Do, TOMORROW.
Because Claire was upset, she without peddling crumpled the paper and made a slight sound. Fortunately the friend sleeping next to him just squirms. He's not waking up.
"How's this? I can't help them. They do not accept rejection. Then what am I supposed to do? relax Claire, relax. Find a way out immediately. Em... How is it?" claire said in her heart. He talked to himself to find a way out.
***
The next day, the morning routine they do is to do small jogging as a warm-up before starting the exercise routine. All were wearing jackets that the organization had prepared.
All the agents were running around on a small road that no one was walking on. Claire looked straight ahead. He's in the middle row. The agents in front of him were very excited about the exercise this morning.
As usual, Claire put on an expressionless face. Without smiling reviews. And without any lines forming under his eyes. Flat face expression.
"Claire, your expression was flat this morning while jogging. Is there a problem that makes you not excited?" Selby approaches Claire after changing into a practice outfit.
"Usually, am I not like this too?" Claire stand. Snatched his jacket, left the locker room.
"What's wrong with her?" Selby becomes wondering with the attitude Claire just showed. Although he was a figure who always put on a cold face and did not care, but Selby could distinguish his expression. That one was obviously Claire was moody. There might be a problem he can't tell you for a while.
The exercise routine begins. First they warm up. Then start practicing agility, strength, and such. Claire followed the exercise well. Selby kept watching him during the exercise.
"Your movement is getting more agile, Claire" Selby said she intended to open the conversation.
"Thank you" Claire replied to the compliment. Then leave the training area. Exercise complete.
"He was a little weird this morning" Selby said in her mind.
Among the crowd of agents who were about to leave the training area, there was a man who was running against the direction. He seemed in a hurry. Approaching Selby.
"Did you see Claire?" ask Claude
"Just left the field"
"Where is he going?"
"Maybe to Rooftop. It was strange this morning. What the-"
"All right, thank you" Claude cut off Selby's remark.
"Eh, Claude, what's the matter?" Selby asked too late. Claude had already run up the stairs.
Claude ran towards the Rooftop building. The open tents are empty.
"Claire! where're you?!" claude shouted his name.
"What's it gonna take to find me?" Claire suddenly appeared behind Claude.
"Eh, Claire, there's something I want to tell you"
"Say"
"The conspirators, whose clarity was not known, seemed like they were going to act again" Claire widened her eyes. A little surprised by that statement.
"Then will Mr Astra follow up on that? what's plan?"
"The matter has not been discussed. This afternoon there will be a meeting for the leadership. Definitely with commissioner Hirofumi"
"alright. That's all, right? then I'll go first"
"Wait" Claude pulled on Claire's arm that was about to leave.
"What else is it?"
"Selby said your nature this morning was strange. Do you have a problem related to this?"
"Claude. Let go of my arm" Claude released his grip on Claire's arm.
"Even if you always put on that cold expression of yours, of course we who are your close friends can tell which is your usual expression and which is your moody expression"
"..." - ".Claire remained silent. Unsuspectedly.
"Say me if you have a problem"
"I told you I don't have any problems"
"Hm, if you can't tell it yet it's okay. Until then I'll wait for you to tell me. What I hope is that your problem has nothing to do with the problems in our organization" Claude left after finishing his sentence.
Hearing Claude's words, Claire became increasingly guilty. Claude was willing to wait for him to tell me about this matter. But if Claire does the letter's orders, it means she has betrayed her own organization. Claire was confused. Don't know what to do.
Sometimes betrayal is the best way to save the lives of those we care about. Because if Claire doesn't do what the letter says, they might act out of her expectations. Or it could be that there's a bomb around this base that's going to blow up when he doesn't save his partner.
It's an even worse threat. Claire massaged her pulsating head. Suddenly he got dizzy. Claire went into his tent. Rest while thinking about the next step he wants to do.
"Why are you weighing on my steps?" claire looked up at the ceiling of the tent. He laid his body down for a while as it seemed to be exhausted.
What Claire meant was her friends. Suppose at a time like this no one wonders what is with her today or cares about her, maybe Claire has done the request of the sender of the letter.
But his friends did the opposite. It makes Claire feel guilty if she betrays them. What should it be now? if he does not comply with the request of the sender of the letter then it could be the lives of his friends whom he cares about in danger.
"I hope you know. If I betray you and our organization, then I love you all" Claire said. He closed the matamya. Holding the crisp paper of the threat letter.
His heart was touched by the kindness of his friend. How would he betray them now?