“He was the managing director of my father’s Company, Adage Industries. He was a true and noblest friend and business partner of my dad, and truly respected him. After my father’s death, I have kept no contact with any officials of Adage.”
“But you could any day claim the intellectual rights and know how procedures of Adage as you are the worthy heir!” Sidius exclaimed.
“COD gave me a new life, Mr. Sidius. I’ve no intentions to start another.” Navan smirked.
“If we focus on the strategy of the anarchist,” Armun diverted the discussion. “As of now 2 explosions took place and one was stopped. The first two were plastic explosive and the last one you encountered Mr. Navan was a suicide bomber. EN TRASTE was imputed to be the next target but stopping midway created a flaw in their plan. Found innumerable clues inside the hotel but still weve suppressed this to the local polices. To be more precise it was a sleeper cell activity. Now the chemical components of yesterday’s one could not be ascertained, I presume, as the body completely fragmented and the remainings got diluted. R&D reports said that the unidentified components are still yet to be analysed and a pinch of sodium chloride burns them to gases.Like camphor it vanishes. With that plastic explosive it was attached in a de functioning pocket. The mechanism was to scatter the component in air.
“Black marketeers of South-East Africa, China, Korea assessed more zombie corpses. The phenomena ended 4 years ago somehow reincarnated again. It is speculated that in remote areas people are still mutating into zombies and its not a good sign. Few days ago oil drillers from coastal areas at Madagascar recovered hundreds of corpses floating on seabed. Its just an oneiromancy of mine that apocalypse could take place again in an intimidating way. Metro advanced cities was less affected but this time hordes could invade into cities and no one can stop.” Sidius said.
“Im continuously tracking this identity’s location from last night. The pointers stopped at all three places of previous bombardment.” Sam muffled. “Even frequency tracer is failing”.
Navan was having an introspective thought. What could be the next plan after 3 bombardments? Is he planning another zombie invasion by this? This is what he meant to say, the humanity will suffer to death by this?
The next plan
Location: unknown
Time: 9:26pm
“Evening Mr.Navan, still failing to find me?”
Navan was observing the conference snippets Sidius took at Harleem. This time he didn’t bothered to say “Our operations might panicked you that’s why you are improvising espionage.”
“Ahahaa, no, no Mr Navan. All over the world every Investigation bureaus and best detectives are in pursuit to unravel my identity. But your intellect, your acumen is far better than others. And we’re connected somehow too!”
Navan was wordless for a moment. Some enemies from the missions? Personal grievance of someone he knew? Who could it be?
“Leave it. Have you seen a crow carefully Mr.Navan? They are known for disposing off plastics and wastes. But do they get justice for their contribution? Do someone pet them? But a cuckoos euphonious voice is fascinating to you even though they sneak their eggs to a crow’s nest.”
Navan hold his temperament. He didn’t utter a word, instead turned on the recorder of his tablet.
“You’re a militant Mr. Navan, perhaps you will get this. Do farmers, scientists Navy, gets the true price of what they contribute to the society? You have eaten your meal two times a day cz a farmer sowed seeds, you are healthy today cz’ the scientists innovated cures, you slept peacefully today cz’ armies are guarding the border to face off invaders. Whatever they secure is posthumous. But if a celebrity conceives a baby, if a sportsperson is spotted somewhere, that becomes a hotcake to you. As you believe bootlicking the powerful is the only way of survival and fame. You think you are the center of the earth, you think you possess intellect than no other. You create divisiveness among yourselves by stating who is democratic and who is republican. Its like two outlets, one is made up of wood and says “avoid plastic” and the other outlet is made up of plastic and says “stop cutting trees, save nature. HA HA HA HA HA HA! You have created your imaginary deities to vest your belief and divinity. But achievements are you hard works and constant efforts, blaming god when your life is distressed? You show sympathies to poor and needy, but do you really feel concerned about them? Or its just a sadistic personality of yours? Im swearing on my Katana, Mr.Navan, I will surrender after my mission is successful. But the world have to experience first, like 2020, like 2028, like the upcoming days. Mr.Navan, I’m not the villain you want to subdue, the real villain is disguised ,instilled as sins in humanity. Imagine a world with compassion, fortitude, and generosity. There would be no war to gain the power, no politics to polarize our mind, everyone shares an unanimous opinion to thrive peacefully. An united power will stand against rabid extremists, disasters and would defeat them. If suppose you encounter me today, can you imagine in future more decadent threats are yet to unravel? How many can you face off?”
“The inception was with Viper, like it was with Hitler. Ineluctable propaganda makes disciple to pave the path of his Mentor.”
“How dare you to compare Viper with Hitler? Ultranationalism and dictatorship is not what our stance stands for! That age old feudalism and servitude of common is what I hate and is not written in my dictionary Mr.Navan, MIND IT! It’s the Karma of yours that’s catapulted towards you. Your misdeeds, your illicit activities, complicity and sedition to seculars is the reason of today’s doom. You might heard the news Mr.Navan, and Fulkan Kane is one of the perpetrators! His actions will make him suffer!!!”
Navan startled. “So that’s your next plan to execute! Killing Fulkan! Im giving you my word you odious being!!!Fulkan will be safe and sound! I won’t let you take him!”
“Not abiding by promise is what people learn from a puerile age, Mr.Navan!”
“This time you will fail too like the previous two!”
“Your excitement amuses me, Mr. Okay listen, stop me from the next incident taking place. Cuff my hands if you can, I’ve already setted my timer for D Day!” The call disconnected.
Navan rushed to Sidius’s room and called Sam and Armun. “This time we have to take sufficient protective measures and backup plans to stop this murder,” he turned on the recorded audio.
“Next Wednesday at Adage Headquarter, NY. They will affirm the release of Dermatoxia vaccines. The reports are official now” Sam said.
“Have to contact COD to double the security. NYPD might be compromised, and we cannot take the risk.” Sidius was astonished.
“Lets have a conference with Hudson at the headquarters. Sidius , left for COD this instant after Hudson approves. Armun tomorrow morning take the flight off to the venue with your officials to inspect any incongruencies, and Sam, find me everything about Mr. Fulkan Kane, his past oeuvres, his security protocols, footages etc. and left no stones unturned. This time he cannot escape!”
12 years back…
“We admire your concern, and congratulations for this achievement, but we are an International million-dollar company Mr. We don’t run an NGO, and because of lockdown in previous year we have lost many contracts and some agreements are continued to defer indefinitely.”
“But my sole objective was to distribute the cure among public for free. They’ve suffered enough a year ago. For the sake of humanity is it too difficult to arrange this? People are dying every day, and I’ve seen the catastrophic aftermaths of this virus, dear sir. They are transmutating and in 2021 they will flourish and has the potential to devastate and entire state within 3 months.”
“Why you are so unbearably naïve? It’s not polio, it’s not inoculation at remote areas to initiate! This is a worldwide phenomenon now. We have to work on patents and copyrights, and also after seeking permission from government we have to officially release as brands. I don’t think Mr. Gilman will permit that. I’m deeply sorry for your loss and I truly pra
y to God. May her soul rest in peace. But you have any idea how tedious the job is? Russia is also on its way to produce cure and I surmise this will take a week or two. You cannot have the sole proprietorship on your innovation. And look at the bright side man! You’ll be famous overnight! You can have everything you ever wanted; you don’t have to work in that tarnished Lab of yours! You can have your own laboratory with assistants!”
“Excuse me? You think I came here with the mindset to lure profit out of this? If I had the opportunity, Ill distribute the vaccine myself and do not implore to filthy corporates like this. You know how sleezy and banal you corporates are? You should be exchanged with politicians cz, at the end both of your trajectory ends at serving the interest of the powerful and dupe advantages. And why am I wasting time talking to you, call Mr. Donnovan Gilman right now! I have no interest carrying the conversation with you anymore!”
“Mr. Gilman is busy with other meetings and he does not stay free in the office. You have to go through me first. Ill surely call Mr.Gilman if the contract is successfully executed. I’m telling your assistants since July, but each time you stand obdurate to your decision! This is not happening anymore!” He slammed the table.
“It’s not a request, there’s a line of benevolence, and you forced me to cross the line!” the scientist sprang up on the table and punched his nose. “YOU LIKE THAT! HUH! You infidel scum!”
“Mr.Gilman gave me permission not to give you free entry to meet him, okay? He does not like you at all. And why would he stand beside a social worker? We are businessman. We know how to transact crumpled notes to the economy. And don’t you think your hard work should get paid? All those night long procedures and research, you have done it freely for the society? Who are you, Nations lord?” Kane’s fingers were drenched with nosebleed.
“Mr. Gilman cannot say such things you scumbag!”
“Hahaha, do you look at me like your personal enemy? What can I lure from clashes with you? Im still behaving like a gentleman with you mister. I won’t tolerate that anymore!”
“Gentleman? You bunch of cocoons!” He was again going to attack Kane but with fast reflex Kane pressed the alert buzzer.
“SECURITY!!!SECURITY!!! Kick out this insect this instant out of office! We don’t want your vaccine now Mr. We know how to deal with this! Mr. Gilman will himself defame you and you can do nothing! All your hard works will be in vain! HEHEHEHEHE” He wiped with nose with a tissue. The bleeding still continued.
The scientist reposted will smile, “ All will be revealed soon ,Mr Kane…all…and nobody could stop me now!” The securities took him away forcefully.
“May I come in Mr. Gilman?” Kane knocked the door.
“Yes please. What the status of Vaccine agreement? Did Dr. Jayden come today? And what happened to your nose?” Gilman questioned.
“Ahh I lose my balance on stairs sir, its nothing. And unfortunately, at the last trial the vaccine could not survived the test. They have failed to invent cure. Dr. Jayden could not achieve the breakthrough.
“Ohh lord! Jayden were confident about 99.9% of the success. In every medical emergency he always worked off the radar. But he didn’t want to work for my company, after I proffered him during a research conducted by us on an asteroid metal in 2004. But the mystical disappearance of the metal left the research wound up and from then he too only kept contact with me via phone. Last we met he wanted a blood sample of mine. He called me later, said he has completed successful human trials. I called him a numerous time, but he didn’t pick up. I know he has alienated himself from everyone after his wife’s remorseful death. Any positive news you got from the other pharmaceuticals? Any positive news from their side?”
“Not yet sir. Give some rest to yourself Sir; You’ve been working for straight 18 hours. Its almost 8 and I think you should go home now. Navan is concerned about you.”
“I cant sleep peacefully, thinking about this, Mr. Kane. Like the bubonic plague, like influenzas and flus, this 2020 will also be marked as a black swan event in the history of disasters. When shall we achieve a way to get rid of this? Thousands of people are dying every day, and maybe, a day will come when a total city will be population less. Is this the price we have to pay for our faults?”
“I concur to your decision. We don’t have to experience this mass death every single day if the people actually comply to strict maintenance of hygienics. We our our worst enemies.”
“Not only that, how long we have to stay quarantined at home? At our own territories? From job losses to collapsing of shares its an irreparable year in our life. Yes have to go home now Mr. Kane, Van is waiting for me.See you tomorrow, Good night!”
“Good night, Mr. Gilman.”
Driving the car, Mr Gilman was inundated about the world’s future. Putting his hands on steers he tried to call Dr.Jayden for some time.He was about to take a left turn, his car skids and crashed against a lamppost. He became senseless.
The moment he gained his consciousness, he found himself tied with a tree. He could not identify the place as the glass pieces pierced his eye. The entire world was bloody red in front of him. He understood someone is standing in front of him, observing. He felt his hands are inactive, the knot was strongly tied to his body. He tried to speak with all effort he had left.
“Wh…Wh…Where aaam I?”
“Mr.Gilman, any last words?” The face donned a green mask. “The reservoir of entrepreneurship has fallen finally?”
Gilman found the voice to be strangely familiar. This voice he knows long before ,since 2004. It was the voice of compassion, but really is it now? What is he doing over here? trying to take revenge but on what? What has he done? Severely injured with multiple contortions, he tried to speak “I…I know y,,,your voice…”
“Yes, this voice vanquishes, Mr Gilman. It was not a good attempt to stomp on my tail.” The voice hisses.
“What are you talking about…do i…know…who are…” Gilman could not finish his sentence; he slits his throat multiple times. The stone chips were washed with fiery blood. He puts his hands on the air and yelled,
“Let the roads get drenched with toxic blood!
Let the voice of evil to be heard!
Let there be no clemency for thy common,
For the Demon, the power is yet to summon!”
The masked man’s demented glee echoed the night streets. No one was there to save Mr. Gilman, for the entire city has slumbered, locked in their cages. Just some street dogs barked and fled away.
Just some months later…
It is nothing but a curse. For inferior and powerless the world does not stand. What his Ma got in return after diagnosing countless patients, staying in nursing centres 247, encumbering the acidic, infectious atmosphere? Deterioration of health and dying infected by the very virus only. The almighty’s actions are this volatile, so Xenophobic that it took his Ma away from him? What was his Baba’s fault? What important works he remembered that he left him and dada out of nowhere? Baba is blaming himself for their deaths, His beloved. As what he heard from Ma, she accepted Dada as his own son and with care and compassion she raised both of them. The consequence is this? Why should we stand beside people in need anymore if we ourselves, suffer evils death?
The thoughts nibbling him continuously whilst climbing up Mount Haku. He left his opulent teen lifestyle; There is nothing called home anymore to him. What was the actual reason Baba left for? To live an exemplary life abstaining from all cohesiveness? Ma’s death changed him from inside; he has experienced the revelling life but without bonding, without affection of close ones, its not a happy life anymore. He came to seek tranquillity here, no one knows about that, not Baba not even Dada. Being a genius in college and retrieving adulations and certificates is what he had enough. An unplug from social life, a detachment from privileges.
“What’s my destiny? Is it far away, is it in front of my eyes and I’m too reluctant to observe it? OH, benefactor, the leal should not be condemne
d!” his feet were collapsing, his body is freezing and becoming intolerable. His throat is drying, but he must seek his ultimate destination. The unquenchable thirst of his, inspired from the lore and figments, the bedtime stories! He burned all his medals, mementos and certificates, the materialistic attachments. One scornful moment can change a lot. How had Dada got out of depression at that age? Dada was his inspiration since childhood; he was amazingly phlegmatic and sober. His chose patriotism as his profession which was his aspiration.
“But what am I covetous about? The éclaircissement of life?”
He could not walk anymore; he felt his lungs bursted. His vision became blurry. Falling on the abrasive rocks, he was unconscious.
“Good morning. Loitering in mountain woods, San?” An aged monk was gazing at him with a firm smile on his face. His quivering eyes were deep and contained a vast sagacious vibe.
He found himself wrapped in a blanket. The room permeates comfort, and the incense of the sticks are mood lifting. “W..wh…where am I?”
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