That day, it had been raining since morning as always, and didn’t show signs of letting up even after nightfall. It was an unpleasant, depressing kind of rain.
Jimin was reading a book that he had borrowed from Corvus’ room when he heard a knock at the door. Before he could answer, the door opened and Ricky showed his face.
“Corvus wants you. Follow me.”
What could Corvus want at this late hour? Jimin was perplexed, but knew it was useless to ask Ricky anything about it. Corvus’ men were trained well, and refused to speak a word no matter what he asked them.
“Here he is,” said Ricky to Corvus. “Should I cuff him?”
“No need. It’ll be over soon.”
Corvus was sitting at a small desk in a corner of the room, typing something on a laptop. Jimin approached Corvus once Ricky left.
He peered at the screen which was displaying an article from a news site. It appeared to be about the summit, reporting on the leaders of each country as they arrived in New York one after another.
“You have internet access here?” Jimin asked.
“I can access it through satellites if I use this small antenna here. It’s a lot faster than connecting through a satellite phone. —Jimin, we’ll be leaving tomorrow morning,” Corvus said casually. Jimin felt his whole body tense up.
“I’ll only be taking Ricky and Brian along. We’ll fly into New York pretending to be tourists. Two days from now, around this time, America – no, the world – will probably be in chaos.”
Jimin watched the back of Corvus’ head, a sinister thought crossing his mind. If he could kill Corvus right here, right now, would he be able to prevent the bombing from happening? Would he be able to save countless innocent lives?
“Give up, Jimin. You won’t be able to kill me.”
Jimin felt violently shaken at Corvus seeming to read his thoughts. Corvus turned to him and smiled.
“Unfortunately for you, I’m pretty sensitive to murderous intent. I feel an unpleasant prickly feeling on my skin when someone has animosity toward me. —Strangely, though, I never felt anything from V. I wonder what kind of training he underwent in the CIA.”
“He’s not CIA,” Jimin said wearily. “V used to be in the Delta Force of the Army.”
“I see. I figured he must have been in some form of military, but I didn’t expect him to be in the Delta. I wonder why he joined the CIA? Do you know why, Jimin?” Corvus asked innocently.
Jimin had never felt more hatred for the man in his life. Corvus knew none of the suffering that V had gone through. He probably had no inkling that he was the one who had taken the lives of V’s precious comrades and lover.
“When White Heaven holed up with a hostage in a mountain cabin in South Carolina, the Delta Force were called in to defuse the situation. V’s team was sent to the site.”
“Really? Is that true?” Even Corvus seemed unable to hide his astonishment.
“All of V’s teammates were killed from the bomb you set. V later joined the CIA as the lone survivor of that unit. Do you know why? It’s because the CIA gave him permission to assassinate you. V voluntarily allowed himself to be painted as a criminal so he could infiltrate Schelger Prison and kill you.”
“Outstanding…”
“What?”
“I said it was outstanding. Basically you’re saying that V got close with me and pretended to be my friend, while aching to kill me the whole time, right? But not once did I ever get a whiff of murderous intent from him. He deserves to be praised for his sheer willpower. As I thought, V is every bit the man I thought he was. It’s really a shame that I wasn’t able to get him to join me.”
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Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Jimin Lennix, a former DEA investigator was arrested by a false accusation of killing his own partner. The FBI agents gave him a special deal, to look for a particular criminal hiding in the same prison. By the time he was detained in th...
