"We must take John back to the field office to see if we can 'coax' any information out of him. Maybe the threat of his family will be
sufficient to break any memory barriers he may have for us." States one of the agents.
"Maybe..." The men walk into a resturaunt just across the street. "Smith, find out who this man's family is, and where they are presently
living." The agents order decaf coffee, black, and continue to discuss their plans. "This man must be dealt with immediately in order to prevent the
worst."
Smith retuned to the restaurant, and ordered milk from the red head behind the counter his ulcers had been acting up again. He was hopping this to
be his last assignment; his health had been deteriorating since the South American project. Yeap he thought to him self as he sat down at the table,
this is my last one as he slide the dossier across to his partners.
I hope this is in line, being a rookie to this forum
The agents order their coffe and proceed to casually (or what seems so) look at the dossier. As they are formulating a plan of assult on Johns
mind, John himself is now being transferred to a secure location by another team of agents.
In the monitoring station, a rustle of equipment can be heard in the dimly lit room of computer consoles. A Shoghi GSM Interceptor is among the
equipment. Upon lifting this device a shadowy face grins slightly and mumbles "This ain't like 'Bourne Supremacy', this is the real gear.
Ed Nickols sat listening to the message left on his machine. John Knew. but how much he wasn't sure. He lifted the receiver on his phone and hit
the speed dial. Without waiting for the person on the other end to speak he said, "I don't care how you do it, take his skin off in strips for all
I care, but find out what he knows." Then he placed the phone back in its cradle.