Requiem: Chapter 44

A whole other story, you could say that. Jack had asked us after he was rescued if we had any idea what motivated all those murders.? What was' our 'theory? Ji and I told him our suspicions. We thought that the reason for the murders was the implantation of the chips that were implanted with visitors to the New World. We wisely left our info about the Resistance in our story. We might get Feliciano and his friends into trouble.. On the other hand, Gekko was our liaison with those opponents of the regime. In uncertain moments we didn't want to cause any trouble.  

“Hmm, you've come that far anyway. Of course, it's much more than that. My commissioner, whose name I want to keep a secret because I want to deal with her personally, is a... how could I best describe them... a megalomaniac, yes that's the right word! I may have once been in love with that human being, but I don't want to have anything to do with that kind of delusion.. I don't deny that I've already swam a lot of water and maybe not always on the right side to explore the shore. But this time and after she left me here to my fate, that's even for me a bridge too far..’

Sterlington looked tedious and his words sounded sincere. He knew who was behind this, or rather who was the commissioner for the murders. The cause of so much suffering in the area of Sanctuary and Tokyo. Convinced that it took only one phone call to turn him over to the Security Service, he probably wouldn't tell us anything and then. We had nothing to check his story. So we just listened. It was our only option at the moment.

'My commissioner doesn't just want to have the seat in The Oval Office, its goal is much higher grasped. She aims for the highest throne: World Dominance! She wants to be president of the world. Both the Old and the New World. The idea of the chip had made her think and I suspect that only then did her true nature emerged. The possibilities that the 'ordinary' chip gave to the government is in itself a gross violation of privacy. You can look through the code of the chip into every living room through the eyes of the wearer, imagine!’