Kandar Episode 39 Colors of Death part 2
“What colors?” Jack asked startled and befuddled.
Jessie beamed with excitement. “Well, some of them anyway. You see, it was just so simple I kept over thinking it.” Jack kept staring at him with this blank look waiting for some punch line. “The colors on those sheets for my kill list.” Jessie shook Jack again. “My first kill was selfdefense, the color is black, right? Your darkest times. All of the ones on my hit list where I was paid to kill, are green like a 100 credit note. The ones after my mothers death were all in anger and have red on them, as I was seeing red.”
“Umm, thats great.” Jack managed as he began to reel in his own imagination and grasp what Jessie meant. “Yes, I suppose that does makes sense and would be a good start. Perhaps with that, we can make some sense of the rest of the nomenclature.” He paused as he looked sideways a moment, it helped him concentrate as he sorted through the list open programs that he had running. “I am bringing up the files on one of my holotablet now and making the changes.” There is a moment of silence between them as Jack worked remotely, before he waved Jessie on. “Go ahead and get ready. I’ll bring it up with my shopping list and the surveillance equipment.”
“Thank you.” Jessie said with nod. Both men rush through their tasks to get back to the new found light on the ‘answers’ that the old Breema had sent them. They felt they were getting closer to finding the right ‘questions’ to ask to make sense of this information. Jack was the first back to the dinning room. He used the table to set up two holotablets to make it easier to work with the data. Jessie was not far behind him in a clean set of black clothes that looked just like the ones he was wearing before. Only these were a higher rating of protecting from melee and ballistic weapons, with a video recorder disguised as the second button down from the collar. This was normally the first button Jessie had fastened on his shirts. He also had a audio device that slid into the inner ear so he could hear Jack as well as speak to him. This took a special tool to insert and remove, but without an otoscope, you would never know it was there.
On the corner of the table lay Jack’s list on a plain peice of paper that was folded neatly in half. Next to it lay a black, metal case that was 50mm square and no more than 20mm thick. Jessie slide them off the table and stuck them in his front left pocket. Jack was still playing with the view on the holotablets, he was a perfectionist on such things to the point of being obssesed.
Jack looked up from his work for a moment to acknowledge Jessie’s presence before diving back into his work. “Those are the new tags I ordered in the case. They are only 1mm round by 0.5mm thick so try not to loose them when you tag someone. They only respond to this new frequency and only when pinged, making them very hard to detect. If I piggyback off the large tower on the west side of town, I should be able to track them up to 200Km radius from there. Other than that, they work the same, light sticky side for your finger, very sticky side for your target. No audio or visual with these, sorry.”
“Duely noted. I hope I wont need them.” Jessie leaned forwards watching Jack play with the color and size of the text. “I am sure this is fine, it’s easy enough to read where you have it.” Jack had set the color of the pages to match the color on the nomenclature, then changing the text to the corresponding color of the metal in the same. “I hope this visual enhancement will help us some. I believe you were right, and we have just been over thinking the reason behind this. Both codes he used were very simple as well, just relied on things we already knew.”
Jessie took one of the tablets and flipped through the some of the pages. The colors did not seem to follow any sequence. “Can you group them by colors first, metal second and dates last?”
With what looked to be just a wave of his hand inside the hologram, the documents on both tablets aligned in the order as Jessie requested. “Lets look at green first to test my theory, if you would.” Another flick of Jack’s fingers and green colored documents filled both screens. “Leave the documents green, but change the word green in the nomenclature to mark, please.” After Jack made the simple change Jessie started flipping through the green documents. He was just scanning the names not really looking at the dates or any other details. “All of these are paid kills sure enough, though not all were assassination per say.” Jessie flipped back through them and pulled up a group that had the same date on them. “These people here were not specific kill, like a mark, but I was paid to go into this warehouse and make sure there was no one left alive.” Jack made a face at him. “It was some heretic group that I would not even bat an eye at now however, back when I worked for the Cross, I did just what I was told to do. Though there are two odd things about this one. The first is that they knew someone was coming, maybe not me, but at least someone from the Cross. The second, is that this would have been the birth of my gun fighting style. They had an ambush set up and came at me from all direction at the same time.” Jessie studied the names for a few moment with Jack watching his expressions intently.
“I never counted the bodies, nor did I know their names, I just remember the date. How did he get this information? Was he there or at least knew someone there that I could have missed?” Jessie furrowed his brow as his kept rereading their names. “I was sure there was no one else alive when I left there.” Jessie scratched his chin while stared at the hologram documents.
Jack stepped in trying to change the mood. “Blue seems to be tied to the slavers, so that would make it training, right?“ He reached in the hologram, gave another hand commands, and both screens jumped to the royal blue pages.
There were a lot of people in this group, it took Jessie several minuets to sift through all the names. “What you said is true however, there are others that are marked blue as well. The guards at Amenti Prison are here also, so training cannot be right.” Jessie scanned the names again. “Here, these people.” He had another group of names all with matching dates again. “You should recall this event.”
Jack leaned over closer to Jessie’s hologram so he could read the names. He read them several time before shaking his head. “Am I suppose to know these people?” he asked confused.
“No, I didn't know their names either, until we got this list. But, look at the date and think about the number of people here.” Jessie wanted Jack to figure it out on his own.
“That’s the date of the Helen assassination.” Jack looked at Jessie completely lost.
“Right, I sniped her from that abandoned factory...” Jessie gave a half smile as he remembered the events. “Who else did I kill that day?”
It oly took a second and Jessie could see the light come on in Jack’s eyes when he finally remembered. “We had only been working together a short while, and in my defense all I asked was for you to stop them,” he stammered out.
“When you kill people they normally stop what ever they are doing at the time. And, dead gang members cannot rape anyone... ever again.” The coldness in Jessie’s voice brought back the chilling vision of that day flooding back into Jack’s mind. He thought Jessie would spook them and they would just run off.
Jack was watching through a recorder on Jessie’s hat. Jessie was laying in a dark covered spot at an abandoned factory, where he could see down the road to a hotel, where the mark was confirmed to be staying for the night. They were waiting for the mark to leave that evening on her way to a musical that was playing in town. A girl screamed off to the side catching Jessie’s attention. When he turned to look, Jack was also able to see. Six guys with gang colors proudly displayed, were dragging two girls kicking and screaming into the factory. It was very easy to determine what was happening.
Jack began pleading with Jessie to stop them. Jessie repeatedly tapped the microphone three times in response to signal no each time. There was an audible ripping of cloth followed by the girls pleading for their lives. The guys were just laughing at their cries. Jack began pleading with Jessie again. As the begging and screaming showed no sign of stopping, Jessie eased his rifle down and rolled over on his back with a long sigh. He drew his two handguns he kept at his side in turn adding silencers to them. Jack held his breath as Jessie stealthily eased out of his hiding spot and walked through the darkness silently towards the commotion like a cat stalking it’s prey.
He walked right up to the crowd and without the slightest pause any or warning and started shooting. His aim was on point, he did not miss even once as he put two bullets into each one of them, head and heart. In just a few quick seconds the six guys lay dead on the cold concrete floor. Jessie never looked at the two women, he just pointed the way out with a gun and told them to “Run, don’t look back, and don’t call the constable. Take your live and be content.”
After the girls were long gone, he drug the bodies to a open pit in the floor and dumped them in like throwing away bags of trash. Without a word he crawled back in to his hiding spot, laid back down and went back to watching through the scope for his mark as if nothing had happened. Three hours of complete silence passed before the mark showed and Jessie was able to complete the job. Jessie didn't seem bothered by it in the least and Jack was to horrified to speak.
“So, blue is helping people?” Jack asked trying to shake the feeling. Though he had grown more accustom to watching Jessie kill people in his cold and detached manor since that time, it still gave him chills to think about it.
“Don’t feel so bad about those guys.” Jessie interrupted Jack’s thoughts. “They were no different than any of the slavers or pushers I have killed, and that doesn't seem to bother you.” Jack made a face at that comment. “Beside, they would have killed those girls after they had their fun, then found more victims.” He points at the hologram of their names. “This list marked them blue, so we were helping people. Think of it this way, you saved two people that night, and who knows how may others.” Jessie gave Jack a smile a pat on the back. ‘Be glad you were not along for the ride the day they shot my mother,’ Jessie thought to himself.
“You said red could be anger, right?” Jack changed the direction again, though it was for his own sake this time. “It seems to be just a few dates, but there are a lot of kills each time. Is your temper really that bad.” Only after the words came out of his mouth, did he realize how bad that sounded.
‘As if you were reading my mind Jack,’ Jessie thought as he continued to smile. “Yeah, It seems pushing a well trained assassin to the breaking point is not a healthy idea.” Jack could not stop himself from laughing at that comment and the harder he tried the worse it got. Jessie shook his head at his friends amusement. “And you were just upset over six gangbangers, really?”
“Sorry mate, it’s just the way you said it.” Jack took a moment to compose himself.
“There should be only five dates. The first three are related, the second two, you saw,” Jessie stated very matter-of-factly without actually looking at any of the red documents.
Jack to be certain ran the dates on a chart. “There is six, the first is only two people. Going by the date, you would have been around 17. Does that ring a bell?” Jack highlighted both names on Jessie’s holotablet.
Jessie read the names and remembered right away a giggle. “Oh yeah, that would have been the day Eldritch’s guys captured me. It was two agents... they had it coming.” Jack look of bemusement turned abruptly to shock. “it’s the only time I have ever surrendered, not sure what made me do it. We had no hope of winning and their arrogant banter got on my last nerve. I shot them point blank range right in the face.”
Jack took a moment to put the two together. “So, what you told those girls was true?”
“Kandar are hard to lie to, they can smell the change in your pheromones. So the best way to lie, is to use some of the truth, and believe every word you say.”