Lost Memories

Chapter 24 - Kennedy

Kennedy's POV

People in suits piled into the building one after another, each getting a thumb scanned and a key card, before being let through a set of barriers to be searched over by security. I saw each guard search carefully through the belongings of each person, before waving them through into the building. We watched this happening for hour upon hour, always the same procedure and never changing. It must have been therapeutic to conduct. But it was extremely boring to watch over and over again. Onix and I sipped on our drinks, keeping our heads down, but our eyes darted around the room, across the street to the Archives and to anyone that might be looking in our direction and recognise us. Every so often I tugged the hat down over my face again, just to make sure I was unrecognisable in the crowd and Onix would always nudge me every time I did, whispering in my ear to stop it. There were only droplets left in my cup, as well as Onix's, and yet I still kept picking up the cup to take a sip of the nonexistent liquid.

"Stop fidgeting! You'll only draw more attention to us!" Onix whispered sharply, poking me in the waist. I slapped his hands away from me and looked over at the sliding glass doors to find something different was happening. Someone had just pulled up in an extremely posh looking vehicle outside of the Archive building and the driver had just gotten out to open the passenger door onto the pavement by the building. The driver opened the door to the vehicle and a man in a crisp black suit got out and straightened his tie before walking straight through the barriers and security without one check over or scans. I assumed he must have been someone of importance, seeing as though no one was batting an eyelash at him ignoring all the security protocols. I nudged Onix to draw his attention to the man.

"Yeah, that's the Governor, the guy that runs this whole establishment." Onix muttered to me, keeping our heads close together so no one over heard our discussion.

"Oh, right, what do you know about him?"

"He's ruthless, treats the people as if they were dirt; however, he's a genius, but only uses those brains for profit. He was the one that put the plumbing in the Saboteur buildings; only he did it for the tours, so he could get more money. Governor Burnham is a stone-cold, power-hungry, money grabber." Onix stated bitterly.

"Why would he visit the Archives?" I pondered aloud.

"Maybe to get some information that will make him richer or more powerful. Who knows the mind of Governor Burnham?"

We didn't see the Governor leave the building, only go in because it was coming up to eleven-thirty and we had to get back to our building. We walked out the café in silence with our heads down, avoiding any other living person, until someone called out after us.

"Hey, you! Girl in the hat and boyfriend, wait!" I froze in panic, my mind raced of all the possible scenarios that could come form this person stopping us. Had they recognised me? Who was I kidding, they won't get me, and I would destroy them before that happened. Someone tapped me on the back and I turned around stiffly, as did Onix. My hat was still pulled over my face, so it would make it more difficult for them to recognise me up close.

"Sorry about all fuss, but you left your messenger in the café." The guy said, holding out the small communication device. Onix took it from the guy and nodded to him in appreciation.

"Thanks, Man." He thanked, shaking the guys hand.

"No problem! You will want to keep an eye on that, there are lots of people in this city that would have taken that and sold it if they had the chance."

"Yeah, I'll be more careful next time." Onix said, and then was a bout to turn around before the guy intercepted us once more.

"Hey, don't I recognise you from somewhere? You look familiar." The man said, grabbing onto my arm and pulling me closer to look at my face. I retracted my arm from his grip and took a step backwards; my breathing and heart rate had increased considerably.