The File Search
Bryant's last words had spooked Peters out a bit as he made his
way upstairs in the lift. "Corpses in the morgue".
"Why the hell did Bryant have to say shit like that",
Peters thought to himself. "Gives me the creeps".
His arrival to his floor wiped the image out of his head. He walked
out and turned left into the ESPER mainframe room. Because although
Peters had a folder of information on Michael Lee sitting on his
desk, he didn't think he'd need to know where Michael Lee went to
kindergarten or what his childhood dog's name was. No, to find anything
juicy on this guy Peters would have to use one of the most powerful
computers in the state, the police ESPER mainframe. A machine capable
of hacking into damn near any computer on the planet.
Peters mind however, was still not completely on the task at hand.
As he sat down in the comfy mock-leather chair in front of the computer
screen, he thought again of what Bryant had said, and how he never
used to talk like that back when Peters had originally joined the
blade runner unit. Back when he was partnered with Thorne.
"No, stop thinking about it, concentrate", Peters said
to nobody in particular as he logged in. But of course this reminded
him all the more of the good times he'd had with Thorne. "You
can never ever let yourself lose your concentration Tony",
Thorne had said long ago the first time they had met, "If you
do that, you're dead". He couldn't have been more right, Tony
Peters cleared this from his mind and began to work. He looked
through file after file on Michael Lee in the Tyrell corporation
database and in Michael Lee's computer but turned up zilch; in the
police databases across the state it was the same. This man had
lived a lab rat and died a lab rat. His death could have passed
unnoticed for weeks if it hadn't been witnessed by a couple of Tyrell
employees, Peters decided. This man was a nobody and trying to find
out why someone would have tried to kill him would be impossible
this way. But Suddenly Peters, feeling stupid, realised the obvious.
Nobody had actually killed Michael Lee but himself. "This
guy said he'd found out he was a Nexus 6, couldn't stand it, so
he jumped." Peters realised the words "found out
he was a rep", were of up-most importance. This guy was a scientist,
a nobody, a person who lived in a jar and had no clue there were
people trying to kill him, yet he had jumped. Peters had thought
and Bryant too probably, that the reason this man had jumped was
because he had suspected this hit being put against him and had
put two and two together. Or that the stress of work had gotten
to him and had made him start to believe incredible things. But
that just didn't add up. Men like Michael Lee worked only on fact,
no hearsay or rumour would affect a man like him. He would have
had to have held Thorne's retirement contract in his hands or have
seen his incept files personally before thinking remotely of suicide.
"Incept Files". Peters whispered.
Immediately, he hacked into the Tyrell mainframe again, quite illegally,
and looked under all the Tyrell Nexus 6 projects on file for any
reference to Michael Lee but nothing came up. However, Peters was
not dissuaded, he knew that Michael Lee had seen something and had
to find out what. Peters hacked into Michael Lee's computer at the
Tyrell Corporation and looked over the files again for reference
to a Nexus 6 Michael Lee. Nothing, Peters thought sadly. As a last
hope, he decided to retrieve all the last deleted files on the computer
and got more then he'd bargained for.
The filename sat blinking in front of him "REPPROGRAM/SNAKE/DEVILCHILD/097355/MICHAELLEE"
"Snake?!" Peters gasped "What the hell were you
looking at Michael Lee?!", he exclaimed as if Lee's ghost could
answer back. The snake file system was a rep-detect urban legend.
Supposedly a computer system so secure that nobody except Tyrell
himself and some extremely top level Tyrell staff would ever get
to see the files in it. In the snake file system was supposed to
be all the information that Mr. Eldon Tyrell did not want to share
with the LAPD. There had never been any proof of its existence,
until now. With blood pumping fast through his whole body, Peters
opened the file. "Oh merciful God", was all Peters could
manage to gasp.
A Replicant, an exact copy of Michael Lee was shown on the screen.
There would be absolutely no way of telling them apart, but what
was really horrifying was that this replicant was 6 years old. Tyrell
was producing replicant copies of Tyrell employees without a four-year
lifespan. Peters knew that it was better that Michael Lee took his
own life because if anyone at the corporation found out that Lee
knew this he'd have died in a more painful way then falling off
the Tyrell towers, although Tony had difficulty imagining what death
that could be. But something pulled Peters back to reality, if Michael
Lee wanted the world to know he was a rep, why did he delete the
file? He didn't, that was the answer.
"A strange woman's been skulking around Tyrell headquarters
for days trying to find information not only on Lee, but also on
several other Tyrell employees. Unfortunately we never found out
who those others were. She left the Tyrell building a few hours
before Lee took his skydive."
"That woman, she was there to delete any trace of the Replicant
Michael Lee from the computer", Peters thought out loud. "But
not before poor Dr. Michael Lee saw the files and decided to kick
the bucket". But why did she do it? If Thorne was being hired
to kill three replicants why did the woman hiring him, knowingly
send Thorne onto the human ones? Why would she erase the traces
of the replicants? To frame Thorne? Nobody would do that, Thorne's
only enemies were the reps. It didn't make sense, there were too
many gaps. And Peters knew he wouldn't find any ways to fill those
gaps from here. Peters didn't know who the other innocent targets
were and he didn't know where this woman was so only one option
was left. Find Thorne. He'd been given time from Michael Lee's death
since Thorne would have to wait before he'd hit one of the other
targets but his time was running out like sand in an hourglass.
All this shit with the Tyrell Corporation making illegal reps would
have to wait. Peters main objectives at this point were to stop
more innocents dying, to find out about this mysterious woman and
maybe, just maybe, to stop an old friend getting nailed for murder.
As painful as it would be emotionally, Peters had to find his partner,
and the only way to do that would be through his arms dealer. Enrique
Option 1 - Seek
out Enrique Gonzales
Option 2 - Spinelli
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Date: 2002-09-01 15:50