169 To Wake a Sleeping Beauty (2/2)

”Yes. They are coming.”

The guy responses before shutting the door close. He is referring to the security guards.

”Alright, where did they go?”

One of the guards outside question as he heads down the corridor with his partner. Everyone must be paired up just incase one get knocked out.

It is quite hard to knock them out due to their training, but not impossible.

From the security feeds, his partner is holding a pocket scanner. The scanner should reveal the layout of the whole maze-like facility as well as where everyone is.

Everyone except me that is.

I am always invisible to biometric sensor and scanner. Most form of sensors and scanners in fact.

This is because my genetic is beyond top secret. It is so much so that anyone who has any sort of file on me will be in for a severe punishment, assuming that I didn't kill them outright.

Any database or server can be breeched, if not now then it will be in the future.

Therefore, my file is not being kept on any server.

This kind of privacy isn't limited to me. High ranking members of Hydra and Shield enjoy the same kind of privacy. Only I know who they all are and where they live.

”They are in here.”

The other guard responses, causing the two trespassers frantically search for a place to hide. They find spots under the desk, making me chuckle.

”Please don't tell them that we are in here, rich guy.”

Krystal pleads. Her entire history appears in front of my eyes for me to review, including all the bizarre stuff she is doing in high school. She is still a teenager, and yet she is bold enough to break into here.

It is in order to find someone. Her older brother.

I view the history of the guy with her too, who is her boyfriend. His name is Howard. He just goes with her because it seems like the right thing to do.

”Alright, I promise that I won't tell them that you are in here.”

I reply with a smile and turn my attention towards the door.

The two men actually knock on the door before opening it and entering the room. This is because I am in here. They don't need to check the sensor to know that, and I do not appear on there anyway.

Allison does. She is marked as a VIP.

”Pardon us for disturbing you, Mr. Maxwell. We are looking for a couple of rats that have a date with a Memory Bank.”

The guard speaks up rather respectfully. He is a high-ranking member of Shield Security, who provides security for this establishment. For a high-ranking member to play as guards mean he lost a bet. Maybe he is doing it a favor. It is his day off after all.

His partner is the same.

The Memory Bank is another section of the facility, housed in the Neurological Department, dedicating to brainwashing people.

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Of course, I prefer making sure intruders, trespassers and spies know the terror of their ways.

That isn't a typo.

”Mr. Maxwell. What a privilege guy.”

Krystal mouths, mocking me.

And here I had thought we could be friends. Not really. I would I want to be friends with her?

I nod to the men without saying a word.

And they proceed towards the table and grab hold of Krystal and Howard. Howard tries to fight back, but he gets knocked out before he could do anything.

”Alright, miss, let's go. You should consider yourself lucky since most people who disturb Mr. Maxwell doesn't get off this easily.”

The guard who grabs Krystal tells her.

”Mr. Maxwell, huh? You're fucking bastard!”

Krystal calls out, accusing me of something while being dragged away.

I didn't break my promise, did I? I didn't tell the men that they are hiding under the table in any amount of words. In fact, I didn't even say a single word.

”This one has a potty mouth, maybe gag her first, huh?”

I point out and Krystal gets gagged. She glares at me as she is being carried out of the door along with her unconscious boyfriend.

”Sorry again for the interruption, Mr. Maxwell. Perhaps locking the door is a good idea?”

The men apologize once more after they head out of the room.

They also lock the door for me without my say so. I didn't mind one way or another, but I am curious to why Krystal is looking for her big brother in the first place.

Her brother is actually at home, safe and sound at the moment.

At least from what Shield is telling me through the Surveillance Network.

Since I have time while Allison sleeps, I take a look into where her brother, Wayne, has been recently.

He did break into the hospital for a scoop a week ago, but due to his quite aggressive nature and takes no shit from authority, he was shot to death by one of the doctors.

Actually, he was mauled to death for trying to punch a doctor.

Since he got killed in a fit of rage, he was cloned and then had his memory altered before dumping in a motel somewhere by Shield Security.

It should be the end of that story, but the cloning is too perfect, giving him perfect health. Any injuries he had suffered throughout the year are no longer there. This includes scars as well as tattoos.

Krystal also notices a change in her brother's behavior, especially in regard to the hospital.

Wayne did not want to come back here to snoop around despite constantly telling her previously that there is something off about this place to the point of conspiracy.

This is due to the memory wipe, as the person he offended make sure he is subconsciously fearing it, thus therefore, did not want to talk about it anymore.

I wonder if this will be the end of the story. Krystal and Howard will get their memory wiped and their behavior adjusted by Neurology and Psychology Department.

Speaking of Psychology Department at the hospital, the psychologists there have been doing a lot of good work recently, especially for people with severe mental trauma.

In any case, if I run into Krystal again, I will sure to mess around with her again.

I smile at that while watching Allison sleep for the next hour before getting up from my chair and lean over her form.

My lips spread around her soft lips, waking her up with a kiss like I had told her I would.

That kiss involves tongue and everything since she is already awake. She has been since those idiots interupted her sleep.