“Pretty good,” Rook said. “Together we make one function- ing human body.” Queen elbowed him in the rib, and he smiled broadly at King and Asya.
“I never did ask you, Rook,” King said, a grin forming, “That plan we discussed on the Crescent, while we were on the other side.”
Rook’s eyes widened with a look of Shut-up, King!
“How’d that work out for you?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Rook said.
“What’s he talking about?” Queen asked.
“Nevermind him, Zel.” Rook tried to lead her away.
“Oh, ma puce,” Queen said, “Are you afraid I’ll learn about your plan to save the world and get in my pants?”
Rook laughed and shouted, “You told her! You son-of-a-”
Just then, Deep Blue came rushing around the corner of the corridor from the direction of the computer lab. “Been waiting for you to get back,” he said looking at King, then he turned to Rook and Queen. “You two should hear this as well.”
He was holding a piece of old-looking, yellowed parchment in his hand. He gave it to King, and King read aloud:
You handled Fenrir well.
I needed the laptop, so I helped myself.
Don’t pursue the issue. Peter and Lynn have enjoyed my hospitality so far but if you push, King…
The note was signed with a symbol King had seen before: a circle with two vertical lines through it, making a stylized letter H.
It was the symbol for the mysterious Herculean Society, a group that controlled and altered the historical record to hide the truth of past events. But it was also used as the signature for the group’s leader, Alexander Diotrophes.
Hercules.
Previously the man had assisted Chess Team during the Hydra affair-after all, he was the one that had dealt with the Hydra in ancient times. He had rescued Fiona from the massacre at her reservation in Oregon and delivered her to King for safekeeping. Then the man had even been an active ally in the fight against Richard Ridley and his Machiavellian schemes.
“The laptop?” King asked. "What laptop?"
Deep Blue looked to the floor, lost in thought for a moment. “Before we bugged out of Fenris Kystby, Lew was able to access the servers wirelessly. He download three terabytes of data covering nearly seventy years of failed experiments: the dire wolf hybrids, as well as personnel files, notes, photos, security logs- everything — including the schematics and very detailed plans on how to build the portal device.”
"Why haven't I heard of this until now?" King asked, doing nothing to hide his ruffled feathers.
"Lew hadn't decrypted the files until this morning," Deep Blue answered. "You were going to be briefed later today."
"But now we've lost everything?"
Deep Blue shook his head, no. "Lew transferred the files to our servers, but the information was never deleted from the laptop. How Alexander could have known about the laptop or that it contained anything worthwhile is beyond me. But now he has it. And I have no idea how he could have gotten past our security. It’s been significantly beefed up since the GenY incursion. And…” Deep Blue paused for a second, shaking his head as if he couldn’t imagine how it was done. “I was looking at the laptop two days ago, before I put it back in the safe. The base has been fully populated since then. Everyone was here. He walked right past all of us and got out again unnoticed.”
King scowled. He had known that Alexander was a tenuous ally from the start, but now the man had stepped over the line. Immortal or not, demigod or not, he had infiltrated their headquarters, stolen hard-earned intel and abducted King’s parents.
He had just declared himself an enemy of Endgame and the Machtcenko family.
Asya snatched the paper from King’s hand and read it. “Who is this man?”
“His name is Alexander-you might have heard of him being called Hercules-and I think I’m going to have to kill him.”