XXI

There towards the back of Castle Smrt, was the Delivery Wing. I was still unsure of the mechanics of Castle Smrt and how it worked but each delivery for each part of Castle Smrt was color coded. The colors ranged all over the spectrum from Black to White with every shade in between. Black was reserved for my criminal underworld dealings. Black Door 6 was the door where I accepted my delivery for human trafficking. Except when the humans got here, it was the end of the line so to speak.

See, I have no qualms about using humans as test subjects and as the research I am doing is on the human body what better way to source my need for guinea pigs than a human trafficking and smuggling ring? I needed human test subjects for all my research and products and shit I am currently developing anyway. So I made my way down to the Delivery Wing and to Black Door 6 to oversee the arrival of my shipment of bodies.

When Black Door 6 slide open to reveal the vehicle waiting behind the gate, I paused. There was something off about this vehicle that said it did not belong. That it somehow was wrong and out of place here. That it somehow didn't have anything to do with my business. Quickly I close Black Door 6 sealing it tight before reaching out to Leon.

" Leon. Do me a favor. Run that vehicle outside of Black Door 6. Something is off about it and I don't know what. Find it. Now."

Few seconds later Leon responded with an affirmative and while I waited, I contacted the occupants of the vehicle.

" Sorry bout that folks. Technical problem with the door. New system and all. Be with you in a jiff".

The lie was smooth and came naturally to me and as I spoke, I ran my hand across the wall next to me. A few seconds later a panel slide back to display a bank of screens. On the screens was the van and its occupants at multiple different angles. The van was the standard black on black that it's supposed to be but that's about it. The vans that usually handle my deliveries have always been made by GMC. This was a Ford. Usually they were of the late 80s early 90s model while this was brand new off the line model.

The normal van was completely blacked out. Everything was black from the wheels to the windows. Even the windshield and rims. This one not only had too much chrome but it was a deep Navy Blue instead of black. And the windshield wasn't blacked out. I could clearly see the dude behind the wheel had a 

receding hairline, cheap aviators, what appeared to be a tweed jacket on over a dirty white shirt and was sweating profusely as could be told by the sweat stains under his armpits. Not to mention that he was overweight. The boob sweat gave that away. The eye patch the man wore also stood out like a sore thumb.

His partner wasn't doing any better. While the driver looked like an overweight college professor of sorts or at least I assume that was what he was supposed to be, the guy in the passenger seat looked like someone had taken and tried to clean up a crack head and pass him off as a tweaked out computer nerd. The guy looked like he weighed no more than 110 pounds soaking wet. His hair was a shriveled mess that he was constantly brushing out of his face. He too was sweating profusely as I could literally see the sweat dripping down his face. And he looked like a kid, maybe earlier 20s at most.

Neither of them looked like the usual buff lackeys of the criminal underworld that I was used to dealing with on these deliveries. And they both wore them stupid Hello My Name is name tags. The drivers said his name was Gain and the kid's said he was Pain. They both were so out of place here in that van, that I shook my head and wondered about their level of stupidity to even show up here like this. Just then, Leon notified me.

" Sir the van appears to belong to Phatt Tonies Meat Deli, however sir something strange seems to have happened to Phatt Tonie as they seem to be under construction. My suggestion sir is you step into the mini defense system and I shall allow them 

through the gate to the first security point to scan them and the van. Meanwhile you can start your interrogation of them. I am still looking into what happened with Phatt Tonie however it's going to take some time as if my suspicion is correct, the kid belongs to an intelligence agency and I'm pretty sure the driver is the fat bastard himself."

" Thanks Leon," I said as I entered the mini defense room next to the panel I had been viewing. After a few pushes of some buttons, the panel and the door once more turned back into a solid wall and the gate for Black Door 6 swung open and my voice once more rang out over the inter com.

"Sorry about that gentlemen. Still working out the kinks in the new security system. Please pull the van up to the designated area and we will begin with the usual security check."

And with that I clicked off the inter com as Leon allowed them to pass into the green rectangle that was the designated security area.