Killer Unknown

Chapter 24: I Got It!

King continued to pace the floors in search of a plan to take down the terrorists he was currently involved with. The only thing he came up with was that he needed a plan within a plan. This way, he had a backup plan already in place. While it's a good idea to have a plan A and a plan B, he still could not figure out the details. Should he try to contact Penelope, should he sabotage the weapons, or tell the authorities? Should he leave bread crumbs and hope that someone is smart enough to figure it out or should he just kill the Russians himself? He was so worried and stressed out, that he couldn't come up with nothing more than general ideas. It certainly didn't help him every time the Russians entered the room to see what he was doing.

"What are you doing?" Aleandra asked.

"Nothing!" King hastily replied.

"You are right, nothing and if you are doing nothing, then I am not getting anything done. I am paying you for a job here," Aleandra snarled.

"Yes, I know! I just can't wrap my brain around the extra fire power that you are requesting. What is this for?" King questioned.

"The less you know the higher chance of your survival. Now back to work!" Aleandra yelled.

"See to it that he pulls himself together and create my devices," Aleandra said to Cathy.

"Sure thing, boss! "Cathy replied sarcastically while rolling her eyes.

She waited for her brother to leave the room and then she walked closer to King. Not wanting her anywhere near him, King took a step back away from her making it clear that he was not interested.

"King, I'm still the same girl. I am not going to hurt you," Cathy pleaded.

"I have no way of knowing that for sure," King said as he folded his arms across his chest.

"What can I do? If you don't get to work, I won't be able to protect you much longer," Cathy worried.

"Protect me? While you keep me locked up like a dog or a slave? I prefer to die, thank you very much!" King snarled.

"Come on you don't mean that, what about your sister?" Cathy asked.

"What about her? I don't know if she is dead or alive," King replied.

"She is fine; would you like to see her?" Cathy offered.

"She's here?"

"No, but I can hack her television set so that you can see her," Cathy said.

"You can do that?" King asked.

Cathy didn't answer him, she just typed really fast on the tablet she was holding. She had a serious look of concentration and excitement as she worked to pull up Penelope's screen. She moved closer to King once she did it and turned the tablet to face him.

"Penelope!" King gasped.

"King?" Penelope replied, looking around the room for him.

"I'm up here on your television," King said, waiving his hand.

"King, are you okay? How are you doing that?" Penelope asked.

"I can't explain, are you okay?"

"I'm worried sick about you! Are they helping you, what is going on?" Penelope questioned.

"I'm fine, Penelope! I just wanted to make sure that you were okay. I'll talk to you soon, okay?!"King ensured.

"Oh, don't go!" Penelope cried.

Her television screen switched back to the regular programming as if he was never there. Pleased that King allowed her to stand close to her, Cathy pulled him into her bosom for a hug. She could tell that he needed one and he truly did. When he realized who he was hugging, he darted back away from her and told her that he had to get back to work. She told him to let her know if he needed anything else, but King never said a word. Once she left him alone, he let out a long sigh. He told himself that he needed to stay away from Cathy, because she could not be trusted. Clearly he was battling with his feelings regarding her and there was no secret on who was losing that battle.

King decided that he wasn't getting anywhere by pouting about his situation. He started drawing a sketch of the device Aleandra wanted on sketch paper. He drew a slim mini drone with a huge trunk. The way he saw it, the drone itself didn't need to be thick or have a whole lot of empty space. The weapon did need a lot of space and making the drone slim, meant that it could carry a heavier weapon. When it came down to the chip which told the drone what to do, he realized that the chip needed its own untraceable internet source. "I got it!" He said out loud just as Cathy walked into the room.

"You have what?" She grinned at King.

"Nothing, just the perfect design for the drone," King said, trying not to stumble on his lying words.

"Oh, good! Can I see?" Cathy requested, walking towards King.

"No, it's a working progress," King snarled as he moved away from Cathy.

"Okay, no worries! I'll wait on the finished project! Is there anything that I can do for you to help?" Cathy asked.

"You can stop coming in here, so that I can work! The interruptions are really messing with my head!" King yelled.

"Okay, I'll talk to Aleandra about keeping the check points to a minimum. Chill, are you sure that you don't need anything?" Cathy said, taking another step towards him.

"You know what; can you be honest to me just for one question?" King requested.

"Sure, shoot!" Cathy smiled.

"What is the first mission with this drone? It's not like I can warn anyone one, so you can tell me," King said.

"King, you know I can't tell you that!" Cathy turned away from him.

"Then leave, if you can't be honest with me or answer my questions you are of no use to me!" King exclaimed.

"Okay, I'll tell you. It's being used to track down a trader by the name of Svetlana Smirnoff living in America as Elena White. She will be at the Disney Park the day after your deadline. Why do you want to know?" Cathy replied.

"Because while I am alive, I want to know who I'm killing," King said.

"Is there anything else?" Cathy asked.

"No, I'm fine!"

"King, you're acting strange! I hope that you are not trying to sabotage this in any way, because he will kill you regardless of what I say to him," Cathy warned.

"Would you just leave, please?!" King yelled.

"Okay, just know that I am here for you if you need me," Cathy said as she slowly headed for the door.

"I got it!" King said to himself once he was alone. He even danced a little in his seat as he continued to sketch what he was thinking. Aleandra wanted to be able to control the drone from Moscow, which meant that it needed its own high powered internet server. A server that could not be traced back to Moscow or him. He decided to create a line of communication within that server in order to be rescued. He also created an illusion that hid this line of communication. To any other smart person, the illusion would look like its helping bounce the signal all over the earth. However, only the best would be able to find his hidden trick. He was so excited about his plan that he decided to get a bite to eat. Though, he vowed not to rest for fear of someone coming in and doing something with his drawings. He did his best to make it difficult to understand, but anyone who knew drones could figure it out and that was the last thing that he needed.