Prologue

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All names of people,organizations,groups,locations,etc. mentioned in the story, other than those clearly in the public domain, are purely fictional and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

2030 hrs. 

Schaumburg,IL

Its a cold night. A chilling breeze is blowing across the town, it appears as if its going to rain.

Hans Peterson walks down a lonely street when his phone rings. 

"Hans! You're supposed to be in L.A. what happened?".  

"A small business that's been taken care of, I'll take the next plane." Hans replied.

"Don't bother, a chopper will reach your location in about twenty minutes. Whatever this is about, its important. I got a call from the head of the CIA asking for my best man and hence I called you." 

Hans checks the horizon and replies,"Nice attempt at flattery, Tim, but you know that its not required. I'll take the case." Hans takes off his jacket and a visiting card falls out.

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Hans Peterson 

Technical Support 

Flint Avionics

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Technical Support

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Technical Support is a division of Flint Avionics, the world's leading aircraft manufacturer. Technical support or TS as it is referred to within the company, provides support to aircrafts which develop trouble during a flight. In the event of an aircrash, one member of TS is included in the official flight crash investigation team. At present TS is headed by Tim Johnson, a veteran flight crash investigator.

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The flight was a short and uneventful one. There was no one in the chopper to debrief him about the situation.  

Hans will have to be patient, but he can't help but wonder why the CIA would need the help of TS, and why is everyone tightlipped about the whole business? 

"Woodland ATC, this is AF-300 requesting permission to land, final stop." 

"AF-300 this is Woodland ATC, you're cleared to land at runway 1C" 

"Copy" 

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Hans was led to an old looking building whose interior was filled with not-so old technology. He followed his escorts to a conference room in which sat the head of CIA, the secretary of state, the secretary of the United States Air Force, and other officers. Everyone wore an expression of fear and anxiety. Hans thought to himself," This cannot be good."

End of chapter one. 

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