Chapter Nine #3
He nodded. He was eager to get out there. When everything was the way he wanted, he sat back and switched on the tape that carried the tonal frequencies. Soon he was aware of nothing but his mind. Trigger code…
Switch to Channel Three. Set programming time. Set channel.
Timer on. Record.
“I feel the coordinates,” he announced.
“Go there, Agent 51,” he heard his monitor say.
This was it. This was the best part about the drug. He could do anything. Fast forward. God, I love this rush! Fast forward! Fast forward!
A building. It feels cold. Coordinates pinpoint a room in the top floor. I’m going up.
“Is there a room number, Agent 51? Is it a hotel?”
Not a hotel. Not office space. Some important building. Room B for Boy. This is the place. Going right through. Four people.
“Listen in.”
It sounds foreign. I hear German words. Let me look around, make sure. There are books in German on the shelves. There are account sheets.
“Is that the target?”
No, the target feels small, much smaller. Feels like a bank in here. Shall I leave to search the building for more clues?
“No, not yet. Work this target. They wanted this room for a specific reason. What’s important here? What information are they after? Look at the four people in the room.”
Three men, one woman. Definitely not shooting the breeze here, whatever they’re saying. German isn’t one of my languages, I’m afraid.
“That’s unfortunate.”
Damn. He had better find out more or they wouldn’t use him again.
Of course. He could gauge their emotions.
Pause. Slow frame… He carefully examined the whole scene in slow motion, looking at the figures from different angles.
One of the men passed something surreptitiously to the woman while the other two were looking at some information on the laptop. He replayed the scene again.
He felt the love between them, catching a fleeting image of their naked bodies entwined on a bed. Ah, lovers. He felt their shared passion and had the sudden urge to peek into their memories. It had been so long…he needed a quick fix.
“What do you see happening?”
Damn. He couldn’t take the chance. Needed to perform. Reluctantly, he pulled his focus away from the energy emanating from the two lovers and returned to the present.
There’s a key given to the woman. She puts it in her pocket.
The other two hadn’t noticed. I’m looking at the laptop screen.
It looks like these other two are transferring funds from one account to another.
Now they are done. They shake hands. Now the third man, the one who passed the key to the woman, is handing over another key to one of them. This one’s an electronic key.
“Good work, Agent 51. Now, figure out which one is the key we want.”
He barely hesitated. Of course it had to be the electronic key.
But why did the man give his lover that key?
He wanted so badly to find out. Perhaps they were cheating on their spouses and so had to meet secretly; if so, that key would have so much emotion attached to it. Wouldn’t it be cool if he could—
“Agent 51, is there a problem?”
Dammit! He forced his attention back to the job at hand. He mustn’t get tempted so easily or he’d lose the privileges again.
The electronic key’s the target. I’m very sure of this. It looks like some kind of master lock to a computer or perhaps a computer program. Not sure. But that’s what the other remote viewer’s after.
“We need to zero in on the location. Look around you. Pick up clues, find out names, if possible.”
He dare not repeat that he didn’t understand German. I’m working on it. Going to move around the room, maybe go out of the building to get a feel. Is that okay?
“Yes, but hurry up. We don’t have time.”
He’d never worked against the clock before. Remote viewing took time, especially when it came to verifying location. Somehow, he didn’t think his monitor would take kindly to that observation.
Got it. We’re at the Deutsche International headquarters in Frankfurt, Germany. I read the address label on the envelope lying on the table. Wait…
Fast forward…
They’ve activated some kind of device with the electronic key. It looks like some kind of password decoder. Let me go closer to look at what they’re doing.
“Disengage and return, 51. We have what we need.”
“Yes, sir.”
He looked longingly at the woman. She had memories he wanted. Quickly, quickly…fast forward. He plunged into her energy for a moment. An image of a memory. She was squatting between her lover’s parted legs. Her mouth was filled with the taste of him…oh yeah, suck it, milk it, baby. Record.
Her tongue lapped the crown of the penis, then her mouth came down over it. Oh yeah, this was a good memory. She gave a fine blow job, from the look of it. Take it all in, baby, yeah, like that. Oh, yeah, he was almost there. Look at him straining his big dick into your sweet mouth…
“Agent 51, disengage and return.”
Stop. Rewind. Change channels.
Shifting forward to disguise his erection, he worked the crick of his neck, feeling the beginning throb of the headache.
His heart was beating very loudly in his head.
He hoped they didn’t see what he had done that last second in the ether.
Sometimes, a good monitor would note the spikes in the pulse readings and ask questions.
“I did great, didn’t I?” he said, smiling weakly. “Saw what you wanted…now what?”
“We’re giving you another dose and then we’re flying to Frankfurt.”
Another dose! He’d never taken two dosages in a session before. “We’re going to get the key, aren’t we?” he asked. “I can’t speak German.”
“We won’t be holding any conversation. We just want the key.” His monitor looked at the camera and spoke into the intercom. “Did you get everything?”
“Yes,” the person from the other side replied. “I just received a call that the other remote viewer had the location, too. It’s going be a race.”
“That could work in our favor,” his monitor said. “We can see this new toy for ourselves, maybe even acquire her.”
“Yes, good idea.”
“And if we can get the key before they do, we’ll kill two birds with one stone. Wouldn’t that be a good way to end COMCEN’s little project?”
“I’m calling in the ride. Get ready.”
The man on the VR chair frowned as he listened in on the conversation.
There was more to this session than competing with another remote viewer.
He watched as his monitor prepared another shot.
Another dose…He thought of the woman and her memory with her man.
He smiled in anticipation. There was going to be some free time on the plane.
“Can I go to the restroom after the shot?”
“You have fifteen minutes. If no one’s here, just wait. We’re going to be making some calls to verify procedures.”
“Yes, of course.”
Oh, that was plenty of time. He needed to jerk off.
Then he would do it again on the plane somehow.
He couldn’t wait to replay the images he’d captured from the ether.
Usually he’d be wiped out, but with a second dose, he was ready to go off and play again.
That woman…he needed to find that woman in the building.