Every Last Mother's Child
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Chapter 2: Kellogg’s Meeting
“Get in,” the driver of the limo said. Kellogg looked over and saw an old friend, a friend who dropped onto Trena every once in a while to see him. He usually touched base with Kellogg and they shared a drink or two. It was very informal, and they shared what information they had.
Kellogg got in.
“Good morning Kellogg,” the assistant chief of Ebio security said. “It’s been a long time.”
“It has,” Kellogg returned hoping no one had seen him get in the car. Kellogg had contacts all over Trena. Some quite public many; others clandestine, some were underworld mobsters and assassins, “I thought the port was closed.”
“To a certain extent,” The man said, “I’ll be able to get out.”
“I hope so,” Kellogg said, “The truce is broken.”
“Kellogg,” The man said exasperated, “I didn’t send the closer team. My boss was instructed not to by the CEO. Here’s the recording.” He handed him a memory chip. “It’s Hozenbur.”
“Fuck,” the former closer replied. “You know she’s the reason I am no longer closing your files.”
Hozenbur had been on the last detail he had been on. Hozenbur had violently abused a clone cutting off his genitals while he was still alive, and then eating them while the man watched. She then proceeded to dismember him while still alive. Kellogg had tried to stop Hozenbur; but her team held him back and made him watch. From that time on he had helped countless clones escape. He had been part of the underground railroad out of the empire until he came to Trena. On Trena he had laid low for nearly a year watching and observing the associations and how they worked. Then one day he saw a clone in trouble. He quickly came to the clone’s help killing the closer who was trying to retrieve the clone. Later several clones and other defected closers sought him out and they formed the Freedom Association. They made it their life’s work that closers never harmed clones.
“We want her,” The man said.
“You can’t have her,” Kellogg said, “that sorry excuse for excrement is dead when I find her! If she’s on world we’ll find her and then I’ll close her file.”
“You close her file there’ll be a million crowns in your Trena account. There is already five thousand crowns deposited in the associations. Oh don’t worry Kellogg,” The man said “it has been washed so thoroughly that no one knows where it came from. Ebio will be meeting with Justice tomorrow where we will be giving them this file on Hozenbur and several others.” He handed him another data chip. “Shortly thereafter, the entire closer operation will be exposed to the light of justice. Certain names and operations will not be made public. All of the closers currently on Trena, or who have gotten out of it and are now MIA to the company, are not part of the list. In fact that list has been destroyed.”
Kellogg was speechless. He doubted the list had been thoroughly destroyed. Too many people had their own personal copies. Not to mention how hard it was to destroy files that were stored by a computer.
“Good Day sir and good hunting.” the limo stopped and Kellogg got out, the meeting clearly over.