"Sir, we have reason to believe that Aspen is going to become a possible threat." Roberts was one of the few men Adams had to work with that he actually liked. He did the job, and did it well. His desk was spotless, and if not for the fact that the man got results, Adams would suspect he spent more time on being neat and ordered than he spent on the job.
"What has he been doing?" Adams stepped over to Roberts' desk, leaning leaning over the seated man to peer at his reports. "We've decided to overlook most of his aggression so long as he keeps it to this backwards city."
"That's just it, sir. The men looking over the implants' recordings have noticed that he has been discussing travel." Roberts shuffled some papers, managing to draw out the relevant report without ruffling the neat edges of the stack. "He has apparently decided that Rhy'Din is too boring for him. He hasn't mentioned travelling off-world, yet, but at least one of the people he's been discussing travel with is known to have the ability to open gateways between worlds."
Adams took the page from the other agent, gaze scanning the words. "We may need to take him out of the picture." He spoke softly, mostly to himself. "His intentions have been admirable, but if he plans to bring his particular brand of vigilantism back home..." He trailed off, shaking his head, then looked to Roberts. The man had been coordinating the information coming from both of the speedsters. What there was of it. "And the other one? Have the tech boys figured out why the nanites ceased to operate as they promised they would?"
Roberts shook his head, fingers withdrawing another page. "They've gotten a transmission or two a week, but it's brief. They're sure he was off-world for a period of at least a few months, and they think something happened to him during that time. Looks like part of the transmissions were boot processes." He lifted his gaze from the page, to look at his superior. "Only way that would happen, they said, is if they've been unable to draw power. Or some technomancer or techokinetic has been mucking about, but they don't believe that to be the case."
Adams nodded. "We never did figure out where his power came from. Maybe whatever caused it is wearing off." He glanced over the paper for a moment, then nodded once more. "Bring in Aspen. If we can't convince him to remain here, we may need to neutralize him."
Roberts slid his papers back into place. "If I may say so, he doesn't seem to be the sort that would be easily persuaded."
"I doubt he will be. We're going to try anyway."
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"What has he been doing?" Adams stepped over to Roberts' desk, leaning leaning over the seated man to peer at his reports. "We've decided to overlook most of his aggression so long as he keeps it to this backwards city."
"That's just it, sir. The men looking over the implants' recordings have noticed that he has been discussing travel." Roberts shuffled some papers, managing to draw out the relevant report without ruffling the neat edges of the stack. "He has apparently decided that Rhy'Din is too boring for him. He hasn't mentioned travelling off-world, yet, but at least one of the people he's been discussing travel with is known to have the ability to open gateways between worlds."
Adams took the page from the other agent, gaze scanning the words. "We may need to take him out of the picture." He spoke softly, mostly to himself. "His intentions have been admirable, but if he plans to bring his particular brand of vigilantism back home..." He trailed off, shaking his head, then looked to Roberts. The man had been coordinating the information coming from both of the speedsters. What there was of it. "And the other one? Have the tech boys figured out why the nanites ceased to operate as they promised they would?"
Roberts shook his head, fingers withdrawing another page. "They've gotten a transmission or two a week, but it's brief. They're sure he was off-world for a period of at least a few months, and they think something happened to him during that time. Looks like part of the transmissions were boot processes." He lifted his gaze from the page, to look at his superior. "Only way that would happen, they said, is if they've been unable to draw power. Or some technomancer or techokinetic has been mucking about, but they don't believe that to be the case."
Adams nodded. "We never did figure out where his power came from. Maybe whatever caused it is wearing off." He glanced over the paper for a moment, then nodded once more. "Bring in Aspen. If we can't convince him to remain here, we may need to neutralize him."
Roberts slid his papers back into place. "If I may say so, he doesn't seem to be the sort that would be easily persuaded."
"I doubt he will be. We're going to try anyway."
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