The papers in the file made a rustling sound as it was placed on the black, metal and plastic, table. Lidia- a short, thin woman, wearing a suit and glasses- played nervously with her short brown hair - which she collected into a tiny ponytail- and turned to look- squinting her golden colored eyes- at Victor. Seeing her unhappy expression, Victor's lips shaped into a small, satisfied grin.
"Nervous?"- He taunted her.
Lidia looked at the small man, murder in her eyes. Victor was considered one of the best inspectors in the web, using his deceiving, harmless looks as a weapon. He was very short, more out of fit then actually fat, and balding. He always wore dark jeans-like pants and light collared shirts and his blue-framed glasses, his eyes were blue, and the remains of his hair graying red. Despite that slightly boring office worker look, Victor Strovanich was a sharp minded, ruthless inspector who was known for hunting down the worst criminals the world had to offer, and for stepping over his associates career ruins to advance himself.
"We don't know what we'll find there, Strovanich."- She finally answered.
Victor shrugged, "Let's find out, then!"- He said cheerfully.
Lidia nodded, more to herself than to him, then opened the file, stating the title out loud: Benjamin Georgionor
- known as Ben Georgionor.
Born: 18.3.88- 6922 N. 1754 W. Station; block 4; apartment 17.
Father's name: Isaac Goorstein.
Mother's name: Miriam Goorstein.
Criminal Record: Breaking and entering; Trespassing; Vandalism.
Notes: Suspected to be a full scale criminal, no evidence.
"It's a dead end!"- Lidia muttered angrily, slamming the file to the table frustration.
Victor remained calm, "There were several pages, what about the rest?"- He asked.
Lidia shook her head and sighed, "Nothing, just arrest photos, the rest is blank."
Victor scratched his chin thoughtfully, "Blank? That means someone erased it, there's the lead!"- he arrogantly explained.
Lidia turned to look at the third member of the team, Mark Otrinne, who- being the lowest ranking inspector- stood meekly by the door.
Mark was almost the opposite of Victor, he was a young, honest and kind man. He was tall and muscular, handsome, with a military cut light brown hair, dark blue eyes and his face were shaved flawlessly. He wore his official red Web uniform, revealing his decorations and medals, the only kind of pride he ever showed. On the other hand, he wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed- a good, hardworking inspector, less of a detective.
Mark gave her a reassuring smile, detected in delight by Victor, who also smiled to her, not very reassuringly, however.
On the speeder home, where he finally managed to lose the other two, Victor pulled out of his pocket a crumpled paper. It read: Financials:
After a quick reading Victor nodded and grinned, he was right! He then took the paper, teared it to shreds and- considering the smoke detectors denying him of burning it- ate it.
There can't be any evidence, he knew, no court will ever convict.
He heard the notice, alerting him that his station is next. After fifteen seconds, his pad was released from the speeder and was attached to the station by it's arms, the door was then opened to the station.
Victor got out of his pad and walked to the toilets, where he entered one of the cells and loaded his gun.
They were after him...
Lidia drank her morning coffee, she was wearing tights and a tank top, and was still a little sweaty from her casual jogging. She was sitting in a local cafe, next to the window. The brown plastic leather-like seat was stretched a little as she stretched her aching muscles, and the smoke coming out of her coffee swirled to the ceiling gracefully. She heard the door opening- a local looking for coffee and pie- she assumed, then she heard the familiar voice ordering coffee and Victor sat on the chair on the other side of her table.
"good morning."
Lidia looked at him with shock, how did he found her? She then realized she was staring and answered aggressively: "What do you want, Victor?"
Victor didn't seem to pay attention to her bad mood, his eyes gleamed as he lowered himself toward her and whispered: "There is something I need to tell you!"
She looked around, then leaned closer, "Talk."
"I checked Georgionor financial records. It's coming from inside the web!"
Lidia nodded, she shared Victor suspicion- that Georgionor was working from inside the web- from the start, the thought about a proof thrilled her, "Can you prove it?"- She asked, afraid of the answer.
"I founded proof, but it had to be destroyed, I'm sorry."
Lidia nodded, "Do you have a lead?"
Victor looked her hurtfully, "What do you think?"- He said.
The speeder slashed quickly through the air, moving in the speed of 1,200 kph. In the main hub- where those who traveled to distant locations interacted with each other, ate or watched movies- Dean was sitting, examining the passengers. He was of average height, muscled, but acrobatically, with short dark hair and dark brown eyes. He was wearing short pants, a flowery shirt and a hat. Mrs. Rallow- a maternal mid aged woman- sat by him and chatted with him happily, she decided when she met him to take the young man under her wing, and so she did. Mr. Rallow, also a very friendly man, sat by her and sometimes added a word of agreement, the couple were- like Dean- tourists to Arkin sea, one of the last remaining water bodies not dried.
On another seat- close by- sat Trisha Lyper, shyly looking at Dean, she was a bit younger then him, petite, with light blonde curly hair and blue eyes. When his eyes crossed her's, she blushed and looked at the window, her finger nervously twisting a curl of her hair.
Lastly- looking grim and worried- was Dr. Thomson, who was seating with his back to the wall, his eyes scanning the other passengers like he was expecting one of them to suddenly charge at him.
The map showed that their station will be in two hours, Mrs. Rallow sighed and yawned, obviously tired of the long- five hours- drive. Dean politely left his seat, seating next to Trisha.
Dr. Thomson, who noticed the young man being closer to him now, looked at him suspiciously.
Trisha's face were very red, Dean started talking to her while keeping an eye on the doctor. After thirty minutes, her hand founded his, he looked into her eyes, and gripped it firmly- but softly.
Ten minutes to final destination. declared the announcing system, each passenger left to his or her's own pad, after twelve minutes all of them regrouped on the dock, with the doctor as exception.
"I wonder were Dr. Thomson went,"- Started Mrs. Rallow- "Dean, honey. Wasn't his pad right next to your's?"
Dean shrugged, "I don't know, Mrs. Rallow, he was a bit weird though."
Mrs. Rallow nodded, "Well then,"- She cheerfully began, refusing to let the subject worry her- "we have to check in our hotel, let's go."
When the Rallows arrived their hotel, they suddenly realized the younger two weren't there. Mrs. Rallow smiled to her husband, and he smiled back, they were young too once.
Dr. Thomson was lying on the train floor, surrounded by terrified people. A woman was telling the inspector what happened: "I just founded him like that, sir, all pale like that. There was a newspaper in his hands, here it is!"- She waved the paper excitedly.
"Heart attack."- Determined the medic.
The inspector read the paper:
- Tragedy: accidental death of heiress to fortune
Trisha Lyper- sole heiress to the Lyper family fortune- was found dead in the Arkin sea. The inspectors representative- officer Chloe Risatta- stated: "We are not yet sure about the cause of death, we believe, however, that miss Lyper fell to the water and drowned."- When asked about the theories claiming that Trisha Lyper was murdered, she said: "So far, we have founded no evidence indicating criminal causes.
Ben walked toward the dock, he showed his passport- that carried the name 'Dean Mc'rally'- to the scanner, and entered his pad. When the Speeder passed, the pad attached itself to it.
No one was inside.
this is a short story, however, some of the characters are reoccurring during several stories, Which means that there will be another story about Ben Georgionor, Lidia, Victor and so, it might have some relations to this one, but they are all different.
Hope you liked it.
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