Chapter 222 The Bunker / Scene : Revelations I (2/2)

When he looked around the bunker, Sam realised. This bunker was most likely the start of everything.

He leaned back on the sofa as well, drinking and thinking deeply about what this truly meant. Kyle had only given him some brief history about MIB and all that, and he had an inkling about how young Kyle must have been to have started it all.

However, this ... this just showed what Sam had thought in the beginning was nowhere close to what is the reality.

He gave a side glance to Kyle, who was now talking to Chad about the next scene.

Just what other secrets does Kyle hold?

There had to be a reason for this MIB that was more than what meets the eye.

Sam wondered if ... if Kyle would ever reveal the reason. He felt that there was a secret so huge, so mindboggling that he became a bit worried. A part of him wanted to know it, yet a part of him didn't.

Not knowing meant that Kyle didn't trust him 100% yet. Instead of feeling slighted or hurt, Sam understood perfectly why Kyle didn't say anything. He just hoped that one day, he was strong enough - capable enough - to be worthy enough to be able to get into that little world of his - and Kay's.

Yet, he was also slightly apprehensive about entering that world.

If MIB was already like this (the secrecy, the training, the technology) - what would that hidden part be like?

Sam continued drinking the water absent-mindedly.

✿✿ Movie Scene ✿✿

John entered the underground bunker.

Pushing open the door to enter the room, he saw the Bowery King (BK)* sitting at the sofa, seemingly waiting for his return.

Walking straight over, his face slightly twisted as his head was trying to wrap around his thoughts, he simply asked, ”Did you know?”

After all, BK had been keeping tabs on the assassin organisation, especially the High Table.

BK looked up at him, raised his eyebrows and seemed to realise something.

”Oh,” BK said slowly, cocking his head to the side, ”X wasn't there?”

John didn't move, just standing there and glaring at BK.

”Oh, stop that,” BK replied, ”Spit it out.”

BK didn't want to make second guesses. If it wasn't about what he thought it was, it would only be shooting himself in the foot now, wouldn't it?

John studied BK and finally sat down.

He was jumpy and agitated. Being an assassin, trust was a scarce commodity. He loved once, he lost her. He trusted - albeit slightly, but he still got betrayed. Now he was together with BK due to their mutual interest and circumstances.

That, and he owed him one for saving his life.

John gritted his teeth. The last time he honoured a promise, he was double-crossed and was set down this path. Would this be the same?

”Apparently, I have a son,” John started, looking at BK seriously, studying him for any change in facial expression and body language. True, BK was an assassin too, but John was confident in his own skills to be able to study the minute changes that BK would be hiding.

Instead of hiding it, however, BK was open about it as he nodded slightly, then said, ”Yes, apparently you do. One now, that is. You had five.”

”WHAT?!” John roared in disbelief.

”Think back. Before your wife, how many women did you sleep with?” BK asked.

John wasn't a saint but he wasn't one who just grabbed any woman he fancied.

”Only two,” he answered, ”Didn't really work out with them and it didn't really last that long.”

”Two?” BK replied in puzzlement, ”That doesn't make sense. Any women you showed interest in then?”

John shook his head, ”I can't think of any off-hand. Had some stupid girl or two following me around when I first started training though. Really annoying.”

BK went, ”Ah. Sounds about right then.”

”What the hell are you talking about?” John demanded.

”I heard an interesting tid-bit some years back but didn't really put any stock it in. It was just too far-fetched and there was no way to verify it. Until now.”

BK looked at him in the eye, ”Are you sure he was your son?”

”Positive,” John said confidently, ”He looked just like me when I was 13 or so. Well, not 100% like me but the likeness is too striking to be a coincidence.”

”Then he's your son with your late wife,” BK said, dropping the bomb.