TERRA EMPIRE: ON THE EVE OF WORLD WAR
Episode 38: TERROR NEWS QUICKLY SPREADS
There is nothing better to accompany a sunny morning than to eat a favorite breakfast of half-cooked eggs with strawberry jam toast, with the jams smeared before being put into the toaster of course, with a good taste, together with jasmine tea whose water has just boiled. His sleep last night was not eight hours, but with the depth of depth he got, Mr. Janus felt his body had returned refreshed.
Mr. Janus sat down at the dinner table, scooping the eggs slowly, enjoying the moment when the edges of the spoon touched the surface of the egg, then tearing it from the side to see the yellow part that was still half-baked in it. Mix the taste of egg yolk with whole wheat toast never fails to spoil his tongue.
The man sat alone in the dining room of his apartment at the Penthouse Casablanca Suites, this dining room was actually too big for him, only he liked the solitude in the wide space because the narrow space made him nervous…while a moment of solitude is hard to come by when he arrives at work in two hours…
A few beeps from Auris in his ear gave advice on the latest news that went into his personal account, but none of them were worth taking seriously. He had just finished finishing the contents of the tea he had poured for the second time when the latest news in Auris provoked his curiosity…
Mr. Janus presented the news to a hologram in order to get a clearer visual, the news was written by the San Francisco Heraldotcom..titled ‘President Tramp Successfully Escaped Hostage ******* and Leave 30 Civilians at Machina Factory’, which apparently is a continuation of the news that has been uploaded half an hour earlier, ‘Brutal Attacks and Captivity ******* the Company's Laboratory Owned by Eccentric Scientists, Archibald McQueen’.
Received the first news first.after that the second news.the longer what he read made him nervous, the longer, not because they know that the two news has been so viral on the internet while there has not been a single news on TV that aired it, but because it smelled something he did not like there. Mr. Janus nagging, “News of terror quickly once spread.”
Mr. Janus changed the Auris link in order to open access to a wider area of social media. He wanted to get data on Machina Factory, where he learned that most of the shares were owned by Duncan Tramp, Howard Tramp's oldest son. So there is a possibility that the President was invited there because Duncan Tramp has a special path for it.
Machina Factory surprised him because the company included major electronics developers in North America, only the name did not stand out like Dell or General Motor because the company worked under the radar. Its largest client was the military and its patented inventions were used for military purposes. The rest are like drones for agriculture, used for the public good.
“Moreover explains why the President is willing to attend there.” murmured Mr. Janus.
Given tonight's gala invitation to give a presentation on a new discovery called WAFT 2, it's a loophole for ****** to attack. Then who are the*******b? Where did they come from? And what was their purpose in attacking Machina Factory?
He logged on to a San Francisco telecommunications provider site, combining it with data from the AtlanticTerritory Department of Communications, until ten minutes later he obtained Abel Felaini's historic speaking log for the past five hours.
“Yeah..his name is Abel Felaini.he works at the San Francisco Heraldotcom. You must be a special person because you uploaded the two latest news that preceded other media.” murmured Mr. Janus. “...what makes you special, friend?”
Mr. Janus opened an archive of conversations from Abel Felaini's cell phone and raised the volume to make it sound clearer…
Bzzz…
“I listened..”
“I know you are not happy with the regime government in Iran from your writings, but I don't care about that. All I want to offer you is exclusive news to raise your name. How does it sound?”
“And how do you want to do that?”
“Write in your article, ****** that holding thirty hostages at Machina Factory will kill them one by one, every half hour, he said, if President Tramp does not return and turn himself in exchange for their lives.”
“Do you really mean what you say?”
“I've shot one man dead as soon as your helicopter goes carrying the mad President,”
“Thirty people? That means fifteen more hours?”
“And if he does not return to Machina Factory he will be labeled as a coward who does not care for his people. That's what you want, isn't it?”
“I may fail to kill physically, but I do not give up killing his image.”
Bzzz…
“How come you have a relationship with ****** that? You guys sound familiar..that makes me want to know your past..Who are you, Abel Felaini?”.
Abel Felaini's self-data only explains his whereabouts since college, with no evidence of his childhood. That guy majored in journalism at Boston University. His academic achievements are not very prominent. Abel Felaini is active as a Democrat, and his writings are often highlighted for being too outspoken about government policies, both in the center and in the state, especially if the official is from the Republican party. The San Francisco Heraldotcom became his new workplace after two years ago Abel Felaini was fired from the Washington Post.
“Why was his childhood not listed? What does this have to do with ****** that? That way, we can tell where you guys are from.”.
He did not get any data about Abel Felaini small, because it was tried through the name of Hisram. And he got it from a small record of the immigration department of the country of Canada. A grandmother named Chelsea Felaini applied for the transfer of citizenship for her grandson named Abel Hisram and was born in Tehran. There was something in Abel's conversation with his friend about hating the regime in Iran, maybe that's why the grandmother insisted on moving him to Canada.
“So you were once an Iranian boy? I'll bet, the guy on the phone must be your old friend from there, Hisram..” Mr. Janus nods. “..and I think I know who sent those bastards to attack Howard Tramp.”
There was no other data he could get from Abel Hisram. It seems like this person is trying to hide himself very well, or in the time of Hisram little living in Iran there has been no good data documentation in the country. But for Mr. Janus is enough.he then contacted one of his members who live around California.
“Thank you for the phone..” he muttered, and as soon as the person he was referring to picked up the phone, the man said. “Heil Terra..”
“Heil Terra, what can I do for you, Heir-Cezar Janus?”
“There is a situation I want you to investigate. TKPnya at Machina Factory in Brisbane, San Francisco. Involving hostage taking and it seems like it is still ongoing as this news just came in.”
“I know the place. I can go there in fifteen minutes.”
“Good! The data I've sent you to learn.”
“My job is just observing?”
“Yes! But I also want you to visit a journalist named Abel Felaini.”
“Heil Terra!”
After that Mr. Janus returned to his breakfast the next morning, let alone the tea in the teapot still remaining a third. The morning on this day was indeed a little disturbed, but it was a normal thing with the position it seemed to be. No wonder the man wanted to enjoy this quiet time a little more, before his hands were tied to a routine…
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