It has been a couple weeks. Agent X had spent the night in the guest room of Hugo's house while Casey rested in a separate room after the discharge from the hospital. Hugo chewed on a grilled hot dog dabbled with ketchup and mustard while staring deep at his laptop by the table. A set of binary letters and numbers were flowing through the screen. Hugo shook his head as a drop of ketchup landed on his blue jeans. He took a napkin to wipe it up before staining his pants.

"So, that's how it went down? You actually took out Deshed?" Hugo eyebrows raised as he sat on his chair as he typed something on his flat black computer pad. 

"That's it." Agent X walked closer to Hugo, glancing at the computer screen. "Were you able to unlock anything on the zip drive?"

Hugo sighed as he was typing on the keys. "Almost, this thing is highly encrypted. It should take me about thirty minutes to unlock."

Hugo's eyes darted to the side. "So? When are you going to see her?"

Agent X looked straight ahead with a confused stare. "I don't understand."

"I'm talking about Casey."

"People like me don't have the luxury of having a life."

Hugo frowned. "Why do you do that?" 

Agent X crossed his arms."Do what?" 

Hugo sighed. "Forget it." Hugo's laptop beeped. "I got something."

An image formed on the screen with a video to play. Hugo pressed the enter button on the laptop. A scientist with a tape recorder was observing Agent X  bound to a black chair with leather brown leather straps from his feet and wrist.

"Please, you got to help me?"

The scientist pushed on the tape recorder. "Subject 13 is under an acute level of stress."

"My name is Andrew Bishop." 

 The scientist placed a device on Andrew's head as he tried to pull back. "I will begin the memory purge."

"No, you can't do this!" 

The scientist flipped the switch on his controller as he watched Andrew spasm with his feet and hands until he fell to unconsciousness.The video went to static and the feed was lost. 

Agent X's eyes shifted. A residue of sweat was forming at his forehead as he wiped away. "They always say the truth will set you free."

Hugo turned to Agent X. "Do you feel free now?"

"No."

Casey walked in the room. "Hey, can I talk with you alone?"

Hugo coughed as he got up from the chair. "Try not to break my furniture. Hugo patted Agent X on the shoulder while giving him a wink as he walked out of the room."

"Is it true?" Casey looked deep into Agent X's eyes while placing her hands into her gray sweater.

Agent X looked at Casey with a puzzled expression as his eyes squinted. "Yes."

Casey slapped Agent X across the face. Casey pounded her fist against his chest as he caught them. "Why? didn't you tell me? I could have."

Agent X lifted Casey's chin. "That wouldn't happen."

Agent X gazed long at Casey's eyes. Casey moved an inch closer to Agent X's lips. She pulled back as screams came from outside the room. Agent X and Casey ran into a room witnessing Hugo taking bloody blows to the face by a couple of men. Agent X noticed a man with a short gray bread was standing in the room.

"What a nice play you got here," the man said.

Agent X gave the man a death stare. "Let him go."

Two men lifted Hugo's bruised body off the floor.

Casey's right fist tightened."What do you want?"

The man smirked.  "I am here to collect a debt and I believe Hugo here knows what I want."

"I was just about to have some fun with your wife Nico."

Nico punched Hugo in the stomach. "That will cost you." Nico pointed his finger at Hugo.

Hugo coughed. "That's not what she said last night." 

Agent X walked in front of Nico straight into his face. "Touch him again."

Nico laughed, glancing back toward his men. "Or what?" 

Before Nico said a word, Agent X kicked his knee in and took him by the arm gripping his arm and hand. Agent X snapped Nico's wrist. "That's what. Call off your men or lose another limp." Agent X twisted the man's wrist as the man screamed in agony. 

Nico looked up at his goons. "Let him go."

"Are you sure boss?" One guy asked.

Nico squirmed."Just do it!"

The men let go of Hugo. Agent X put more pressure on Nico's wrist. "If I ever see you again." Agent X broke Nico's arm. 

The two men picked up Nico as they left the room. "This isn't over."

The three men entered the car and drove off in a hurry, entering the road. 

"Thanks for saving me." Hugo slumped himself on the couch as he sighed, feeling the bruises and cuts on his face. 

"Those men that attacked you? What did they want? Agent X crossed his arms. Casey got close to his side.

"Nico Vera, one of the long sharks I had to deal with in the past. I owed him fifty thousand dollars for an unethical hack I did for a corporation firm. The part with his wife was true. Boy she sang like a canary."

Agent X lifted an eyebrow.

Casey gave Hugo an ice pack for his head.

Hugo took the ice pack from her hand. "Thanks."

Agent X's cell phone started to buzz from his pocket as he pulled it out, seeing an unknown display on the screen. Agent X swiped the green phone symbol up and answered it.

"You are a hard man to find these days."

"Who is this?"

 Bullets penetrated through the windows and walls. Agent X pushed Casey and Hugo down in quick motion to the sofa as the bullets ricocheted off the wall. Hugo covered his head and closed his eyes. Casey rolled Agent X a gun on the floor as he picked it up and stayed close to the wall.

Agent X leaned into the window and opened fire and pulled back. Agent X peered at the window as he saw a man walking toward the house firing his weapon at the wall.

"Mr. Price sends his regards." The shooter kept on firing his weapon at Hugo's home.

Agent X frowned, gripping his gun."I knew he wasn't to be trusted."

Agent X turned to Casey. "Cover me."

Casey nodded.

Agent ducted down as ran to the back door. Casey opened fire at the shooter with her hand gun. Agent X came at the shooter from behind, knocking the weapon out of the shooter's hand and engaged in close quarters combat.

The shooter pulled out a knife and Agent X gave a hand jester.  When the shooter came at Agent X with a knife, Agent X countered and broke the man's wrist as he punched him in the face, breaking his nose. The attacker yelled charging forward at Agent X with a punch. Agent X dodged it. In quick fashion, Agent X stabbed the man's arm with his own knife, twisting the blade deep into the attacker's wound.

Casey and Hugo came out of the house in Agent X's direction.

Agent X glared at the attacker. "Where can I find Price?" 

The attacker clutched his teeth. "Go to hell."

Agent X pushed the blade deeper while twisting it again. "Sooner or later you're gonna tell me what I want to know."

"Where is he?"

Mr. Price, the new appointed leader of Raven Agency, was enjoying a gourmet meal at a local restaurant. He ate London Broil Steak with a large red baked potato cemented in butter mixed in white rice. The fork and knife clicked against the plate as he cut a piece of steak and began to chew it while enjoying taste and texture.

Mr. Price's cell phone started to ring. He sighed while answering the phone. "Is it done?"

 "You should have left me alone."

Mr. Price paused as he heard Agent X on the line. His heart sank into his chest.

"You people should understand something. I'm the wrong person you want to mess with. You can send all the men you want Mr. Price. One thing is for sure. I'll be paying you a visit."

The cell phone call ended. Mr. Price banged his hand on the table, cursing under his breath. His plan backfired, eliminating any trace of Deshed's work.

Mr. Price made a call to someone. "We have a problem. I need you to take care of someone."

"Who is the target?"

"Agent X. I need you to take him out. Would that be a problem?"

"No, sir."

"Good, I will arrange for transportation."  Mr. Price hung up his cell phone. 

Mr. Price knew the day would come. The origins in all the experiments would come to light. To keep his secret, Agent X had to be put down or risk exposure from the council. Deshed may have had a hand in project Dark Descent but Mr. Price was the one who gave the command to erase Agent X's memories and gave him a new life as an assassin.