Friday 30 January 2015

Strange, I didn't get an invite to this, either. (Episode 11)

From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2014 4:25 p.m.
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: re: Sorry I’ve been quiet


Oh – hang on…

Oh holy crap.

I think something is about to go down.


-----


From: Pine
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2014 4:25 p.m.
To: Sumac2
Subject: re: Sorry I’ve been quiet


What? Where? Are you okay?

Oh God...

They haven’t been looking at our emails, have they?


-----


From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2014 4:26 p.m.
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: re: Sorry I’ve been quiet


I don’t know. My boss took a call, and then he jumped up from his desk and grabbed his coat and went into a conference room. Then another boss got up and did the same thing. They’re in there now. The rest of us just stopped working.

This is creepy. Nobody is moving. And we can’t hear a thing coming out of that conference room.


-----


From: Pine
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2014 4:27 p.m.
To: Sumac2
Subject: re: Sorry I’ve been quiet


I just got a text from LARCH! She just asked me if I knew anything about the surveillance goof-up at LaGuardia.

It must have something to do with Ishmael.


-----


From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2014 4:38 p.m.
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: re: Sorry I’ve been quiet


The bosses just left and they didn’t say a word to us. I think they’re headed to Varco Lake.

Things must really be going down if they can’t do this by phone.



-----


From: Pine
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2014 4:39 p.m.
To: Sumac2
Subject: re: Sorry I’ve been quiet


Oh – this just in. Larch is up at Varco Lake. She and all the other human agents were just told to to Varco Valley Station until they’re called back.

What. The. Actual. Hell.


-----


From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2014 4:40 p.m.
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: re: Sorry I’ve been quiet


One of the guys from tech said it might have something to do with a photo or something.



-----


From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2014 4:42 p.m.
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: re: Sorry I’ve been quiet


Scratch that!!!

I just got a text from my boss, telling me to stand by. Something about an unscheduled audit.

Wouldn’t it figure????? More than two hundred years of keeping werewolves a secret, and it’s not the army, police or conspiracy theorists who bring us down. 

It’s Canada Revenue!!!!!


-----


From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2014 4:42 p.m.
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: re: Sorry I’ve been quiet


Scratch that, again.

Turns out *I’m* auditing all of Ishmael’s onshore and offshore financial records.

Somebody’s been a bad, bad boy.


-----


From: Pine
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2014 4:39 p.m.
To: Sumac2
Subject: re: Sorry I’ve been quiet


Sounds just like something Wyrd would do.

Slaughter a couple of hundred men, women, and children in cold blood, then mutilate their bodies, and get off scot-free.


But embezzlement? That’s a capital crime.





Thursday 29 January 2015

Proof that Babysitting Can Be Hazardous To Your Health (Episode 10)

Sent: Thu 2014-09-10 @ 3:42 PM
From: Pine
To: Sumac2
Subject: Sorry I've been quiet

I was called in as back-up for someone else on another surveillance job in the BC Interior. Great view. Bad burger. Spent most of my time with a laptop literally on my lap top because I couldn’t get off the toilet for sixteen hours.

TMI, I know.

God, I hate my job.

I wonder if you can volunteer for quarantine? Can’t be any worse than what I’m dealing with now.

~Pine~
~Never Give Up...Never Surrender.~
Sent: Thu 2014-09-10 @ 3:48 PM
From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: Re: Sorry I've been quiet

Why? What’s going on now? You okay???

Sent from my iPhone 5

Sent: Thu 2014-09-10 @ 3:59 PM
From: Pine
To: Sumac2
Subject: Re: Sorry I've been quiet
Attached: 1 File (6.1 KB) KCQ_JLR0.doco

It’s a long story and Larch asked me not to talk about it.

Skip it. Just call it a really stressful field op. At least I’m over the food poisoning.

Anyhow, I got back about an hour ago, and I started looking over your emails. Then I went back to the reports to confirm if “Wyndham Farms” is the actual name of the quarantine.

I came across this instead, and I nearly crapped my pants. Again.

Wyndham Kill/Capture/Quarantine Report
Preliminary Information
Case file: JLR
Name: John or Luke Reid
AKA: Padre
Added to k/c/q list: September 5th, 2009
Date of capture: December 6th, 2009

Metrics at time of kill/capture/quarantine
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125 lbs
Age: 43
Sex: cis-male
Location of capture: Elmbury, Ontario
Occupation: unemployed, indigent
Infection status: confirmed

Wyrd Agent(s) Assigned
Primary: Bridget Carnegie, Hector Two-Trees Jr. (Agent Maple)
Secondary: Agent Larch (SitCon)
Status: Successful Capture. Interned in quarantine.

Suspected Vector(s):

1) Confirmed patient of Dr. Grey. 2) (enter name)
3) (enter name)

Capture notes:

Following up on original patient list, which had entries for Luke Reid and John Reid. Both of no fixed address. Both had the same birthdate and height, very similar weight. No pictures attached with the file, but we knew either the same person went back to Dr. Grey twice, or they were twins.

Further investigation showed that Luke and John both have substantial police records in Ontario and B.C., with some counts of assault and petty theft in Alberta as well.

Even more investigation showed that several of the charges were dismissed in court as police could not confirm whether it was John or Luke who had been at the scene of the crime, or the cases had been dismissed due to a lack of other evidence, such as fingerprints or DNA samples.

Attached are recent newspaper articles highlighting how one brother would always have a very public alibi while the other committed the crime. Should one brother be caught, the other would always be within the same city, if not within the same block, and would always attend his brother’s trial.

According to patient notes, Luke was first diagnosed with lung cancer in June of 2006. In August of the same year, John was also diagnosed for lung cancer. Both being homeless at the time, both being diagnosed but untreated for lung cancer, Dr. Grey contacted them and began treatment. He had originally hoped to use them in a double-blind study (both twins given treatment, but one of them was given a placebo only), but then for whatever reason, he gave the treatment to both.

It is important to note that John Reid is/was married to one Catherine Anne Mission, by whom he has a daughter. Both women are currently listed on the kill/capture/quarantine list as well. The other brother is not known to have married or had any children.

We were unable to locate either brother for several weeks. We knew only that they had originated from and often returned to Elmbury, Ontario, where they’d been born and raised. I had assigned Agent Larch to remain in town for some time while she interviewed citizens and neighbours about the pair’s habits. Most of the interviewees were familiar with the twins due to their criminal and violent past, but none could provide further information.

However, on the night of November 4th, from Larch we received word of an extremely violent fight between two large wild animals in a public park in the middle of Elmbury, near an abandoned paper mill. The mill is often used by homeless people for shelter in winter. Police were dispatched, and there they discovered the partially consumed remains of both a human male and “a large wolf-dog hybrid”. Police quickly closed off the park and labelled it as a biohazard area.

There were, reportedly, very few remains to be found. One interviewed officer claimed that there was only a half of the dog left, and less than that remaining of the man.

The officer went on to speculate that a man out walking his dog had been attacked by a pack of rabid coyotes or wolves and died as a result. Coyotes had been seen in recent weeks, including in that park. Traps were then set to capture the animals in order to test for rabies and other contagions.

I left Agent Two-Trees to assist with the crime scene, as he was acting in his official capacity as RCMP special officer and forensic anthropologist. An ATS field blood test showed that the deceased was positive for early-stage lycanthropy, and most likely was one of Dr. Grey’s patients.

Two-Trees officially arranged to have the remains removed. But, to ensure zero physical contact, he had Agent Larch engineer a fire on scene to destroy as much contaminated evidence as possible, before the biohazard clean-up crew arrived.

At that time, we were unable to confirm that there had been one or two male remains at the scene, due to the condition of the body (or bodies) and due to the fact that twins have the same DNA. Since both were also patients of Dr. Grey, both would test positive for ATS. With more resources and better equipment, Dr. Burton has assured me we could determine some epigenetic variation between them, but without access to some prior DNA evidence, we still wouldn't know which DNA set matched with "Luke" and which with "John."

Sometime after midnight on the morning of December 6th, I and Two-Trees were sitting in a coffee shop approximately eight blocks from the park where the body was found. An officer entered to order coffee for those first responders who were still managing the scene. We overheard his police radio reporting a car theft, with tracks in the snow nearby. These tracks the dispatcher said, led the responding constable to believe that the suspect was barefoot.

Two-Trees and I immediately left the coffee shop and went to that area, but the tracks stopped where the tire tracks began. It was impossible at that time to continue tracking the car, due to police barricades and to a snow storm. We did continue to search the area to the best of our ability, hoping to backtrack to the scene of the crime and determine that the car theft had been committed by a survivor from that scene at the mill.

What we found instead was a crashed car, driver’s door open, inside a parish graveyard near the edge of town. I had originally assumed that the suspect had ditched the car and then fled on foot toward the housing development under construction, which was approximately 500 metres to the south of the church. Two-Trees, being very familiar with the Elmbury area himself, suggested that the suspect might first try to break into the church, which is known in the county for its poverty outreach programs and which often gives out free food and clothes to people in need.

We then discovered that the locked church door had been broken outward and that the solid iron handle and hinges had been bent. This confirmed that we were indeed dealing with one of Dr. Grey’s patients, as they exhibit superhuman strength even while in human form.

With Two-Trees covering the same exit, I then proceeded into the church in search of the intruder. I heard a voice inside one of the confessionals, crying and praying. I approached with weapon drawn, and found the surviving Reid brother in a corner of a confessional, naked, praying and begging for forgiveness. When he saw me, I began to ask him to come with me, quietly and calmly. He sniffed the air, called me an abomination like himself, then began to upcycle and attack, knocking the gun from my hand. Despite his speed and desperation, I was able to quickly subdue him. (I sat on him.) With him thus captured but with me very quickly up-cycling, Two-Trees entered and gained control of the situation, using negotiation and a mild dose of etorphine which left the target semi-alert and compliant.

It was further determined, en route to our Halifax facility, that the target had not yet completed his false starts. But, as with the other Grey patients, he has little to no memory of his past. We asked if he remembered having a wife or children, and he said it was possible, but that he could not remember. And since his criminal and personal history is so similar to his brother’s, we were unable to prompt him with any other questions that might remind him which brother he is.

He does remember, in stark detail, how he killed his own brother. He just doesn't know which brother he is.

Two hours after his capture, the target thanked us for picking him up, and he promised to be compliant with all that was required of him, for our safety, and “for the safety of all mankind”. En route, he did have several false starts, which made him break out in fur and fangs, and which made him laugh in an unnerving manner, but to our surprise, he quickly began to create self-calming techniques like prayer and meditation to pull himself back from a complete change.

He was, however, in a state of extreme despair and regret, as the only memory he had was that of killing his own brother with his hands and teeth, and flashbacks triggered false starts, panic attacks, and self-destructive behaviours.

Other notes:

Trapped in a vehicle with man screaming “Oh God no! Oh God no! Oh God no!” for 36 straight hours is enough to convert the pope to atheism.

Signed:

B. Carnegie

Sent: Thu 2014-09-10 @ 3:48 PM
From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: Re: Sorry I've been quiet

Hell of a story, but I don’t get why it would make you want to crap your pants.

Sent from my iPhone 5

Sent: Thu 2014-09-10 @ 3:59 PM
From: Pine
To: Sumac2
Subject: Re: Sorry I've been quiet

Because I remember those brothers. When I was a kid, I used to see them walking together downtown, and people would cross the road to get out of their way.

I remembering hearing the news that police had confirmed the dental remains of two bodies down at Pritchard Park, and how they identified them as Luke and John Reid. I’d always figured it was karma that caught up with them, or maybe that they’d gotten drunk and set each other on fire or something.

I had no idea one of the brothers got up and walked away…let alone became a werewolf.

And I used to babysit his daughter. I was back home at Embury on four months sick leave when all this was happening, and I had direct contact with a patient of Dr. Grey. I took that little girl swimming.

FML.

I’ve gotta go look for a kill/capture request for myself now.











Monday 26 January 2015

This is why accountants are bad for business (Episode 9)

Sent: Tues 2014-09-02 @ 9:45 PM
From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: pretty sure this is how I die

I’ve got to stop hanging around with people like you.

I found a folder that’s password protected on our intranet. I couldn’t figure out the password at all. And then I had a stroke of evil genius. And now I’m feeling sick to my stomach.

My boss is a bit of a dunce when it comes to computers. A few weeks ago, he was having problems with his accounting program, so he called me over to his desk. Idiot wrote down his password on a piece of paper in his desk, and left it out for everyone to see. I remember trying over and over to pronounce the word, until I finally realized it was the title of a Prozzak song (Omobolasire, if you didn’t already guess it). Pretty much forgot about it for months, because my boss is boring, and I thought he had nothing hack-worthy to spy on.

Anyhow, I logged out of my system and signed in under his username and password. Okay, it doesn’t count as actual hacking, but it does make me feel a bit like a bad ass. Anyhow, his systems permissions are higher than mine, and I was able to access that folder.

But seriously, this is how I die.

I found a budget report for this thing called Wyndham Farms. I thought at first that this was where we were getting that Grade A beef Wyrd is always ordering to keep Varco Lake so well stocked.

Clearly not.

I found the Farm. The quarantine.

This is the budget summary I found for them. Just the budget. Not the actuals.

How do you go from over $1.5M in food down to $28k in four years??? And how did they know two years in advance how much less they'd need????

2012 W.F. Budget Summary Final With Forecast
Year Food ($) Medical ($) Research ($) Other ($) Total ($)
2011 1,098,000 241,500 20,000 100,000 1,459,500
2012 343,500 28,625 20,000 50,000 442,125
2013 166,500 0 15,000 0 181,500
2014 28,500 0 0 0 28,500
Grand Total 2,111,625

--Su--

Sent: Tues 2014-09-02 @ 9:58 PM
From: Pine
To: Sumac2
Subject: Re: pretty sure this is how I die

They must have been using that research money to try and find a cure for whatever it is that's killing these people off, and then they just gave up. It takes millions and millions of dollars - to say nothing of the number of researchers involved - just to make a breakthrough in MS, for example. How much research did they think they could get, with only $20k in the pot per year?

Yeah, and at a glance, you'd think that was a hell of a lot of food, but when you break it down per person, per day, that's not a lot of money. And there were hundreds of people abducted and transported.

But I'm not surprised about the drop in numbers. People were dying off the moment the stepped out of the truck. It looks like a hell of a disease, whatever it is.

Sent: Tues 2014-09-02 @ 10:01 PM
From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: Re: pretty sure this is how I die

You don't get it. We spent over $1M in food alone for these Wyndham people. We spend less than half of that at Varco Lake every year. And they've got unlimited beef.

--Su--

Sent: Tues 2014-09-02 @ 10:03 PM
From: Pine
To: Sumac2
Subject: Re: pretty sure this is how I die

Dude.

They're werewolves.

If no one has reported a strange conclave of hairy-ass people running around baying at the moon, then chances are, the quarantine is far away from civilization.

If they are out in the middle of our vast Canadian hinterland, then chances are pretty damned good that they're fending for themselves as werewolves often do. You know, with their teeth. After a while, they get the hang of hunting, so Wyrd doesn't have to buy so much food.

Just a damned shame that throw-away folks have no say in the matter.

Hell, maybe they were getting square meals for the first time in their lives...for as long as it lasted.

Sent: Wed 2014-09-03 @ 12:03 AM
From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: Re: pretty sure this is how I die

You still don't get it.

That budget I sent you was the 2012 version of the document. In other words, they knew two years in advance taht they were going to slash teh budget by 2013, and decimate it this year.

And if that's not enough to get me killed, I've looked at teh month over month budget. We stopped buying food for htese people four months ago!!! And at first I thought, dayum, that means they're all dead already.

And then I saw this:

2012 W.F. Budget Summary Final With Forecast
Month 2011 2012 ($) 2013 ($) 2014 ($)
January 215 90 100 78
February 250 95 98 75
March 255 95 96 74
April 260 95 95 70
May 265 95 95 63
June 270 90 94 62
July 255 90 94 60
August 230 95 90 55
September 110 102 85 45
October 100 101 86 0
November 105 101 85 0
December 100 100 82 0

So at our worst, they were at 270 - like you said, hundreds of people abducted and quarantined. But look at the drop between August 2011 and September 2011. Like, wtf. Were half of them suddenly released into the wild, while the other half were doomed to stay put???

But look at our numbers right now. We stopped feeding them in June.

They're still in quarantine, Pine. They're still there, and we've stopped paying for their food. "Werewolves fending for themselves" be damned!!! They're only hairy once a month. What are they supposed to eat for the other twenty-nine days???

For that matter, like you said: they weren't all werewolves when they first got to quarantine. Some of them were as human as me and you. And we didn't just cut off their food. We cut off everything. Medical supplies. Clothes. Fuel. Ammunition for their own hunting. God, what were they expected to do, make their own spears and bows and arrows?

And what's with next month? What happens in October? Are they releasing the final 45, or do they expect they'll all be dead by then?

Pine, I think Wyrd's killing off the last survivors.

We're starving them to death.

--Su--











Monday 19 January 2015

The Moldova Incident (Episode 8)

Sent: Mon 2014-09-08 @ 9:13 PM
From: Pine
To: Sumac2
Subject: Re: Who knew accounting could be so exciting?

You need me to find out right now about where Ishmael is coming in from? Don't know if I can find out what he was up to, but I can look.

But I was planning on taking the night off for a change. I’ve got the boyfriend over. It’s getting harder and harder to make excuses for why I work so late, especially if I’m supposably just some data auditor for a paper products company, right?

Sent: Mon 2014-09-08 @ 9:21 PM
From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: Re: Who knew accounting could be so exciting?

No, do it whenever you get a chance. No sense rushing it. If there was an outbreak in eastern Europe, Ishmael wouldn’t be coming home unless it was already taken care of and the damage already done. I just want to know how much it’s going to cost for us to handle the clean-up.

I wish that caller would give up. Think I may have to change my number or something. He called three times in the last hour before I finally pulled the cord out of the wall.

--Su--

Sent: Tue 2014-09-09 @ 8:02 AM
From: Pine
To: Sumac2
Subject: Holy blood bath, Batman.

First, do not freak out. Yes, I went into the archives, and no, I didn't go onto the servers. I made a back-up of the hacked archives days ago, and I searched through those. So if there's anything new on Ishmael's mission, I don't know about it.

Secondly, shame on me. To think I used to believe werewolves were as human as we are. Ishmael's no different from the rest of them, after all.

No, he's worse than the rest of them, combined.

Between him and Jay, they killed over 350 people. In one mission.

And Ishmael brought back trophies from every single kill.

I called in sick.

~Pine~
~Never Give Up...Never Surrender.~
Sent: Tue 2014-09-09 @ 8:22 AM
From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: Re: Holy blood bath, Batman

What are you talking about? 350???! I would have seen that on the books somewhere. You don't slaughter that many people without the world knowing about it, not without one hell of a lot of resources.

That's not a mission. That's a terrorist attack. That's a fricking act of war.

Get off the drugs, go back, check again.

--Su--

Sent: Tue 2014-09-09 @ 9:27 AM
From: Pine
To: Sumac2
Subject: Re: Holy blood bath, Batman.

It happened before your time, and almost before my time.

In early 2005, there was a massive outbreak in Eastern Europe, and all the victims went and hid in some Soviet-era mines. Another quarantine, maybe, or just a colony of survivors, I don't know.

First I thought the outbreak might have something to do with Dr. Grey, since most of his victims started appearing late 2008, just a couple of years after all this went down.

Then I thought maybe this was a result of some late-era Soviet experimentation, y'know, the super-soldier-type experiments during the Cold War? I mean, how else do you suddenly grow 350 new werewolves without anyone knowing about it?

Now I'm thinking it's some combination of the two. Maybe "Dr. Grey" is an alias for some scientist who defected to Canada and continued the Russian experiments.

Either way, that outbreak was so big they deployed Jay and Ishmael and three dozen human agents to clean up the mess. And once it was over, the Executive Council buried it, and all records expunged from the official field operations archives. Aside from these Exec records, there are only redacted memos referring to The Moldova Incident.

Now, I don't know if they were engaged in the world's biggest pissing contest or what, but this Exec Council report makes it sound like Jay and Ishmael were trying to see who was the bigger badass. And, according to the report, Ishmael won.

The order was: go there, contain the outbreak, destroy all new lycanthropes with extreme prejudice. Two guys to do all the killing as fast as inhumanly possible, and thirty-six of us to handle the clean up.

Lining up this timeline against my own calendar, I realized I was involved in this. I had to go pick up Jay from the airport, once he came back from Moldova. I’d had no idea where he’d been or what he was doing. All I remember was seeing this sick grin on his face, and the way his eyes kind of rolled back whenever he smiled - and he'd smile at nothing, just all of a sudden, like he's reliving his best one night stand. Seriously, he put the “lust” in “bloodlust”. Still makes my skin crawl just to think about it.

And he brought back with him this box. It was big, but it wasn't heavy, and it sounded like it was full of kids' sandals. All I had to do was pick it up from the airport and drive him and the box to his own car back in Vancouver.

Turns out the box was full of RIGHT EARS. I'd been carrying a box of HUMAN EARS.

All because Jay decided that he was going to prove his badassness by bringing back the right ear of every victim so the council could get an accurate count.

Men's ears. Women's ears with earrings still in them. Children's ears, Sumac. He stood there in the Exec Council, giggling like a madman, saying that he'd brought them all a souven-ear from abroad.

I can't begin to tell you what kind of a morning I've been having.

According to this report, after showing off his box of trophies, Jay started this rumour in the Council that Ishmael has gone soft, and that he's going to fake the deaths of the rest of the Moldovans and bribe the human agents into saying he's successfully killed the lycanthropes. But instead of killing the new lycanthrophes, so said Jay Ear-Hunter, Ishmael was going to start his own little commune – like a Wyrd Europe or something.

So what does Ishmael do?

Ishmael completes his mission. Then he goes and buys this huge battery operated refrigerator. He labels it “Organs for transplant, do not remove power supply” or whatever. He poses as a doctor with Médicins Sans Frontières, gets on a commercial flight, drives himself to Varco Lake, and then he walks right into the Council chambers with the fridge on a trolley.

Inside the refrigerator, it’s complete and total horror show.

First he pulls out a foot. Then a hand. Then a heart. Then another foot. Then he pulls out a testicle. And then he pulls out a half-changed head, not just to prove that he killed a small town's worth of innocent people, but to show that he made sure they were lycanthropic, first. The Council report decides to check the DNA of all these body parts, the ears and everything else. This Dr. Gil Burton guy, at Varco Lake, he confirmed that every trophy was genetically distinct from the other, so neither Jay nor Ishmael double-dipped any of the corpses. That confirmed they killed 353 people between them. Then Burton goes on to see if all the victims were lycanthropic.

Ishmael's set? 100% werewolves. So yeah, good for him - creepy bastard.

And Jay? Thirty of his victims are human, meaning that he's missed thirty lycanthropes, and they're still overseas making more lycanthropes. So yay, great, job security for us. Maniac.

And the sickest part? Every one of Jay's captured ears has his saliva on them, which either means he tore their ears off while he was in his wolf-form, or he has a fetish, and I still haven't finished vomiting.

As for Ishmael's victims? Not a trace of saliva. He says he killed them all while he was still human. Looked every one of them in the eye and killed them. Six-inch barbed blade, the report says. He even made his own weapons for the job. Stick the blade in the lycanthrope's heart, and it doesn't matter how many times he or she changes, the knife will still be there, tearing up the organs until death.

But the absolute worst part about all this?

Some of the body parts Ishmael brought back were too small to be adult.

Ishmael killed even the kids he suspected as being carriers. Just like he was told to do. He out-Jayed Jay.

To think I used to think so bloody high of Ishmael.

“Take my number in case Jay tries anything stupid with you,” he says.

“Why kill a rogue when you can turn him into a wage earner?” he says.

"Nothing is ever what it seems to be," he says. I call BS.

I mean, what did those kids ever do to deserve slaughter and mutilation like that? And who the hell orders too men to go out and kill that many people, especially when there are kids involved?

Jay is all hot rage, but Ishmael's just...cold evil.

Hell, maybe they’re going to LaGuardia to pick up Ishmael and throw him in quarantine.

I hope he never gets out alive.

I hope he meets Ferox and gets his ass handed to him.

Sent: Tue 2014-09-09 @ 9:34 AM
From: Sumac’s Other Email Addy
To: Pine’s backup addy
Subject: Re: Holy blood bath, Batman

So what, you're saying that you think agents are going to pick up Ishmael to bring him to quarantine, because of something he did in 2005?

Dude, think about it. He was promoted to Field Ops Manager in 2006. He's been FOps Manager ever since. You don't promote someone you think is a sadistic murderer.

I mean, not unless a sadistic murderer is just what you need to keep other lycanthropes in check.

But he is sick as ^#@$, I'll give you that. He's not a loose cannon, but he is sick in the head.

Still looking forward to promotion to lycanthrope?

But you do bring up an interesting point. You say Jay let thirty lycanthropes escape. Maybe they're out there terrorizing Eastern Europe, and Wyrd sent Ishmael out to clean up Jay's mess. Maybe that's why Burley is covering as FOps for Ishmael until he comes back.

Hell, maybe he's bringing back Jay, and he needs backup at the airport to take him down.

...I'm still shudder-retching at the thought of Jay and those ears, though. All I can think of is ear wax.

--Su--

Sent: Tue 2014-09-09 @ 2:42 PM
From: Pine
To: Sumac2
Subject: Weird thought just now

Me again.

Beginning to wonder if maybe all those people in quarantine have a disease that’s killing off lycanthropes.

Maybe they were all previously undiscovered lycanthropes, and Dr. Grey tried to invent a cure, but it backfired and made them crazy.

Makes sense, doesn't it? From an epidemiology perspective?

Sane werewolves control their own population, and they stay under cover. But if werewolves go nuts, they'll go on a rampage and attack more people. The more people they attack, the more likely they are to pass on there disease.

Wyrd catches up with them, and for the sake of keeping the existence of lycanthropes a secret, they'll take out the crazy werewolves, put them far, far away from Varco Lake, so they can't infect their fellow lycanthrope.

I mean, Wyrd is good at containing panics, right? Can’t have a panic among fellow lycanthropes, especially if they think there’s a new disease that could wipe them all out.

Maybe it’s like the ebola of werewolfism or something. Lycanthropic rabies.

...Shit...what if Ishmael caught it?

Think about it. He can kill and mutilate the better part of 350 people when he's sane. He can make people disappear and die off a crowded New York City with zero witnesses.

Can you imagine what he could do if he went crazy?

Oh, and you know that unidentified caller?

Now he's calling my cell.

~Pine~
~Never Give Up...Never Surrender.~