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briefs. Instead they threw out a pair of panties. The panties had a note pin in them that read, ‘Masturbation is free, use the rag.’ Both the panties and the note (which was printed) was his only evidence. What’s more, neither one had any fingerprints on them.
      Deep down inside he knew that the police was right. But he blamed them anyway for not being able to do something. He was blaming everybody for his troubles. It has been said that the RPD is corrupt, and is under the control of the mafia. That would make sense. If the city consul is under the control of the mafia, then how much more easily would it be for them to control the police department? And if a former mayor was a mafia boss and he was best friends with the Police Commissioner, then wouldn’t it be true that the RPD is corrupt? Yes and no. Yes it does make sense, but it is hearsay that they are corrupt or controlled by the mafia.
      And so he sat there thinking about his problems. It was 90° F outside and he had to walk four miles to get to the police station. He was tired and exhausted from that walk. He went as far as to blame both the people and the police for that. Nobody ever offered him any help. If he calm down and let go of his anger, then he would have realized that he never even ask for any help. What did he expect the people to do, read his mind? But with each step that he took, with each mile he went, his anger grew. It was becoming even deeper, until it started to consume him.
      And then it finally hit him. A question popped into his head. It was a question that to him had no answer. It was something that he couldn’t even explain. No matter how much he thought about it, it just didn’t make any sense. It started to consume him, to replace his anger. His anger gave way to confusion. His confusion gave way to suspicion. For what he realize is, as strange as it may sound, that there are no former EOD agents under his chain of command in the Roscadia/Vegas system. Although it may seem like nothing, he knew better than that. He knew from experience that there should have been at least one, but there isn’t.  And because of that thought, he started to suspect that there was a conspiracy against him.
      What it was doing was causing him to question everything that he believed in. Causing him to head down a very dark pathway to which there is no return. It was a pathway that told those who went down it that they made a horrible mistake. Those who are familiar with that pathway know how hard it is to change course. And what about somebody like Parker? Their naiveté will be taken advantage of, as they are mentally reconditioned.
      “You’re ride is here Mr. Parker.” The police officer told him. He didn’t respond, he just couldn’t wait to get out of there.
     
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      “Where on Earth could he be then?” It was Bryce; he was in the Communication Room talking to the Communication Officer, looking for Commodore Parker. He went to the Communication Room because none of the Marines gave Task Force ZH-3C any contact information. Since Bryce was trained in Logistical Arts it was his job to get all relevant information concerning Task Force ZH-3C mission. Once he got Commodore Parker’s contact info, Bryce discovered that he couldn’t get a hold of him. Did he go the store? Did something bad happen to him? Or is Parker just ignoring him? Bryce didn’t know, but he did know of a way to find out, he just needed Vaistll’s permission.
      “Contact Captain Adnrwal right away,” Bryce said.
      “This is Captain Adnrwal, go ahead.”
      “Ma’am, I can’t get a hold of Commodore Parker, and I was wondering if I could tap into the Video Interface Surveillance System?”
      “Why do you need to contact him?”
      “None of Mad Dawg’s Marines will give me the supplies that I need for our mission. They said that they don’t have enough supplies.”
      “Did you talk to Mad Dawg?”
      “No Ma’am.”
      “Why