"Who are you texting Ibu?" Clyde asked. I looked up to the road we were driving on.
"An associate."
"An associate huh?" Clyde said, turning the corner. "Is there a reason you don't want to give me a name for this one?" Clyde asked.
I leaned back. "Its hard to say what is asked of us and what I exactly should do. The Commissar definitely has something big planned and neither the General's office has let me in on any knowledge or the Technocrats."
"Do they usually text you?"
"Yes." I answered. Clyde looked at the back window and our eyes locked for a moment before he focused on driving again.
"I don't like that Ibu."
"You don't like what?"
"We're moving at too big of a stage for a simple Militia squad. Do you know how deep the Iceberg goes?"
"No." I lied. I could guess with all of what Kyle has been through and how many nights he went out and didn't return later. Things are moving at a greater scale, but it's hard to say how far it reaches. I don't like it either that I've been not summoned by Sabine or what Sina was doing next to Jay.
"Clyde!" I spoke up.
"Huh?"
"Youre on free tonight today?"
"If I have to be."
"Good, we have a couple of things to go over."
Clyde's car came to a stop when we finally reached the Police station, "ill find a place to park Ibu, you two head inside without me."
"Thanks Clyde."
Sinne and I stood outside the giant building which is the police station, it's a wide structure multiple stories high, with quarters for the onsite clerks, officers, and militias who are tasked with safeguarding public peace.
"There's much you're not telling me." Sinne commented next to me.
"There's much I don't know either," I replied.
"You and Kyle can't keep me out of the loop, I have a right to know!"
I looked down on Sinne, "Kyle maybe can do that, but I don't have the intention of becoming the next person who gets summary execution. Till yesterday centuries had passed before such a judgment was seen as necessary by the Commissariat."
"That's what I'm getting at! I'm not catched up on shool work to your level but even I know that normal citizenry millitia or not should be so involved!"
"Kyle is and I by extension, I would never have to deal with all of this if it werent for him. I dont know if it is better to life in ignorance or have the agency to have an say in such matters but its exhausting to catch up on my assignments and do all of this."
"What do you mean with all of this!" Sinne said stomping on the ground and taking one closer step.
"All of this! The silence! The shooting! The killing! Everyone is acting like it is perfectly normal! The fact that Civil strife is basically a none matter, crime rate is below avarage since Sabine took over. Nightmares are an recorded phenomenon only here on Oldenbourght no other Directorate system experienced something like that! The same goes for you Meldiers. Nowhere else did do you appear on Directorate space as far as the records go. The Insurgents? Were the only planet who is suffering from Humans fighting against Humans and there is no secessionist faction or movement!"
I took an deep breath. "None of this makes any sense! Were the only planet suffering to kill our own people and those Insurgents which Kyle and the other operatives find come from all over the place. Most of them are second or third generation migrants of Directorees with not a clear lineage to any blood line or region from old earth. Were the only planet, as far as the records go. That has all three heads of the Commissariat active. And you cant tell me why Sabine or no one else is making a fuss about it! Were here killing our own people and no one bets an eye like that or the nightmares aren't our biggest concerns."
Sinne looked at me horrified. I looked around and saw all manners of people looking at us, I reached out and seized her by the hand janking her up the stairs inside the Police station.
The Automatic door opened for us and closed behind us. Sinne didn't looked pleased at all to be strong armed like that, but neither would I suffer whatever was coming for me when those people outside would have kept staring at me.
Sinne shoke her hand free. "Next time you take me by the hand without asking I tear your arm out!" She protested.
I whipped some sweat from my fore head. "Either you experience the same again and I have an hydraulic arm which crushes your hand when I yank it, or you become my ward and believe me, you dont have it in you to take care of me."
I walked infront of Sinne heading for the front desk. Multiple officers and Militias looked at me approaching, I took out one of the many insignia of the technocrats I store inside my breast pocket.
The Officer raised an eye brow, "go and get in touch with the Operativs and Commisars here on shift and tell them to ready themselves and be useful for once" I turned around before he could ask me any questions.
Or so I hoped.
"Iby!" An all to familiar voice called. An all to familiar Commisar. "Dont stay a stranger to all of those people, I know their dying to get to know you." Jay said, clutching his mug of coffee.
I blinked, he blinked aswell. I sighed as I had to surrender myself to the next Commisar ready to embark what ever errand he was willing to throw me at. I waited one more moment till I finally resigned myself and walked back deeper inside the building. It became colder as I left the strays of sunlight penetrating the automatic glass door.
"What do you want Jay…" Jay raised an eye brow… I hate it when people do that. "How may I be of service, Commisar." He nodded as he sipped from his coffee.
"Usualy its no concern of mine what you do and not do, unless you rise to power and I might have to come knocking if I think youre abusing it. And neither am I repremanding you for stirring up dirt where it shouldnt be and such an dramatic entrance to show the proper law entforcment that the not so proper has to deal with stuff in tandem with the Technocrats and dosent receive any further clarification."
Jay sipped from his coffee obnoxiously loud. "But I know time is off the escene and everyone knows little in regards to what the Commisar is planning so its huge. The question is what is he stirring up when every trace is gone?"
This was an opened question jet he wanted me to answer it. "Who knows what hes doing, beneath that metallic mask must be a genius otherwise he would be six feet under. His file is as obscured as Sabines Husband do you happened to know why?"
Jay shrugged. "What ever the Directorate thinks is worth hiding must be either terrifying or really damaging so I cant be bothered to ask. Especially since the documents of yours and Kyle exploit and the fighting in the lower city have been worked up and published for public trust."
Jay reached into his mantle and pulled a clipboard out from it. He shoved it to me, I turned around and the huge question mark above my head must have been visible. "Youre not declared dead, you're assumed dead." Jay answerd.
"Wha- what? Why?"
He shrugged. "Dont know, the Commissariat probably doesn't know how to deal with what ever you two been doing and its not a lie that people might think you kicked the bucket, you two were fighting throw a collapsing building and then fighting street to street until both of your cameras broke down." He made the gesture of zipping from his coffee, realising its empty and then placed it on a table.
"Friendly reminder, what you shouted outside the building is partially right, decide on your own what is and what is not and give friendly advice." Jay took out his phone and showed me the address of a fancy restaurant. "Take who you need, and use one of Kyle's card if you have any of his, the Commissariat will cover the cost. It must be urgent if you ask the technocrat to reach for their maid attire." Jay me clapped on my back and sent me out.
"Could you take care of Sina for me?" I asked as I was heading outside the building.