Noel pushed back his long hair and stared down at the maps of the islands and the many photographs that were scattered around his desk in the dimly lit underground room.
The evidence gathered by his people had already clarified his suspicions that C was indeed alive. Leaning forward he questioned hoarsely," What have you discovered?"
"Sir, we have been in his pursuit of Clive Carlton since the accident that he had orchestrated. And now we have found someone who has indeed agreed to give us the information. In return, they want us to arrange a safe house for their family. It seems that Carlton wanted to use the man's newborn baby for some experiment and so the man ran away."
Noel nodded. People like Clive thrived on exploiting the poor's needs. But this time someone's need for money had been overpowered by the love for their child. It was a rarity.
"So, what did he say?"
