Sitting by himself in Center Park, Comserv watched the blue pills walking by with interest. They seem so peaceful, so unaware. Often Comserv tried to remember his old life, when things must have been so much ‘simpler’.
Adrift with thoughts, he didn’t notice the two men in black suits walk up from behind him.
“That life is gone Mr. Jefferson.”
Comserv closed his eyes briefly and exhaled sharply.
“Guys, c’mon. How many times are we going to go through this?”
The agents moved around from behind the bench, standing in front of Coms.
“Remember who it is you work for Mr. Jefferson.”
“You know what is required of you.”
Comserv smiled.
“Let’s get to the point, Brown.”
“The point, Mr. Jefferson, is you’re growing too fond of the Cypherite cause.”
Agent Brown adjusted his cufflinks.
“I mean what’s the reason for this visit” Comserv said with a dry tone.
Reaching into his jacket pocket Agent Brown retrieves an envelope and hands it to Comserv.
Taking the envelope and tucking it away, Comserv looked at the agents standing in front of him. Standing up, he smiled at them again.
“I’ll be in touch”
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The roller door ground loudly as two exiles pulled the heavy counter weight chain.
“H-Here they come! Quickly, get it open!” Treble’s nervous voice stammered.
“If anything goes wrong and the Merovingian finds out, we’ll all be in trouble!”
Two black sedans escorting a medium size truck approached the building.
As the convoy got closer one of the sedans peeled off and parked to the side of the roller door while the truck and second sedan went through the open doorway. As soon as the truck was clear the heavy roller door was released and slammed closed.
Treble approached the black sedan outside and a tinted electric window came down.
“340 million. The weekly quota, filled.” A voice from within the sedan said.
“Good, good. The boss will be most pleased.”
“Well, as we both know, keeping the boss happy is in all of our interests.” A cigarette butt flew from the car and hit Treble on the shoulder.
“But in your interest more than anyone, Treble”
As the sedan pulled away from the building Treble pushed his glasses back up on his nose and murmured “Jerk”
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TASKORD – 297
MISSION BREIF 460-54
TERMINATION OF EXILE ‘TREBLE’
Background:
An accounting program used for tracking inward and outward decibels from multiple high usage electricity conversion plants.
With the development of a more stable means to convert electricity within the Matrix,
the program Treble was no longer required and was scheduled for deletion.
Upon realization of this, Treble sought refuge from fellow exile the Merovingian.
Capability:
Treble is able to calculate and track numbers up to 20 decimal places, using any combination or permutation, coupled with any equation.
Situation:
Rouge exile program Treble has evaded deletion and harbored with the Merovingian.
Expect Treble to have a large protective force accompanying him at all times.
Mission:
Locate and delete Treble.
This will be done in three stages.
1. Location.
2. Deletion.
3. Extraction.
Execution:
Discretion is advised but not enforced.
Once you have located the exile use any means you deem necessary to destroy him.
Call Gvt. Arms for hardware support at any stage of the operation.
Administration and Logistics:
The cell phone that accompanies this statement has Gvt. Arms programmed
on speed dial 1.
Use this to coordinate hardware drops of weaponry or other supportive means
to aid you in completion of this operation.
Command and Signals:
This operation will be overseen by Agent Brown and Agent Jones.
Relay all relevant information to them via speed dial 2 on accompanying cell phone.
End Brief.
"Hmmm. This guy is a thinker hey. Should be fun." Comserv mused....
Adrift with thoughts, he didn’t notice the two men in black suits walk up from behind him.
“That life is gone Mr. Jefferson.”
Comserv closed his eyes briefly and exhaled sharply.
“Guys, c’mon. How many times are we going to go through this?”
The agents moved around from behind the bench, standing in front of Coms.
“Remember who it is you work for Mr. Jefferson.”
“You know what is required of you.”
Comserv smiled.
“Let’s get to the point, Brown.”
“The point, Mr. Jefferson, is you’re growing too fond of the Cypherite cause.”
Agent Brown adjusted his cufflinks.
“I mean what’s the reason for this visit” Comserv said with a dry tone.
Reaching into his jacket pocket Agent Brown retrieves an envelope and hands it to Comserv.
Taking the envelope and tucking it away, Comserv looked at the agents standing in front of him. Standing up, he smiled at them again.
“I’ll be in touch”
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The roller door ground loudly as two exiles pulled the heavy counter weight chain.
“H-Here they come! Quickly, get it open!” Treble’s nervous voice stammered.
“If anything goes wrong and the Merovingian finds out, we’ll all be in trouble!”
Two black sedans escorting a medium size truck approached the building.
As the convoy got closer one of the sedans peeled off and parked to the side of the roller door while the truck and second sedan went through the open doorway. As soon as the truck was clear the heavy roller door was released and slammed closed.
Treble approached the black sedan outside and a tinted electric window came down.
“340 million. The weekly quota, filled.” A voice from within the sedan said.
“Good, good. The boss will be most pleased.”
“Well, as we both know, keeping the boss happy is in all of our interests.” A cigarette butt flew from the car and hit Treble on the shoulder.
“But in your interest more than anyone, Treble”
As the sedan pulled away from the building Treble pushed his glasses back up on his nose and murmured “Jerk”
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TASKORD – 297
MISSION BREIF 460-54
TERMINATION OF EXILE ‘TREBLE’
Background:
An accounting program used for tracking inward and outward decibels from multiple high usage electricity conversion plants.
With the development of a more stable means to convert electricity within the Matrix,
the program Treble was no longer required and was scheduled for deletion.
Upon realization of this, Treble sought refuge from fellow exile the Merovingian.
Capability:
Treble is able to calculate and track numbers up to 20 decimal places, using any combination or permutation, coupled with any equation.
Situation:
Rouge exile program Treble has evaded deletion and harbored with the Merovingian.
Expect Treble to have a large protective force accompanying him at all times.
Mission:
Locate and delete Treble.
This will be done in three stages.
1. Location.
2. Deletion.
3. Extraction.
Execution:
Discretion is advised but not enforced.
Once you have located the exile use any means you deem necessary to destroy him.
Call Gvt. Arms for hardware support at any stage of the operation.
Administration and Logistics:
The cell phone that accompanies this statement has Gvt. Arms programmed
on speed dial 1.
Use this to coordinate hardware drops of weaponry or other supportive means
to aid you in completion of this operation.
Command and Signals:
This operation will be overseen by Agent Brown and Agent Jones.
Relay all relevant information to them via speed dial 2 on accompanying cell phone.
End Brief.
"Hmmm. This guy is a thinker hey. Should be fun." Comserv mused....
