07-25-2014, 08:10 PM
Their journey from the train station through the city was likewise as uneventful as the one that brought Enzo to Moscow. At the first subway station, Savely gave Enzo all the digital marks that were needed to travel through the intricate public transit system on his own. The idea did not sit well with the Frenchman. It would be difficult to carry weapons anywhere he couldn't reach by foot or un taxi.
He arrived in the center of town well after sunset, although the hour was closer to dinner than midnight. Despite the cover of night, Enzo found his attention drawn to a hundred different places. The city glowed so bright clouds pregnant with snow were lit from beneath. Lights illuminated every crevice and decorated every surface. DaLight Holographic screens transformed empty spaces into opportunities for advertisement that were constantly moving. The abundance of sight, color, and light was overwhelming. He yearned for the quietude of his country home, and turned the burden of his memories toward happier days filled with gardens.
Savely gestured as they approached a building. It was modest, but clean. Many windows were lit from within. "This is it, Mister Dolan."
The other man set down a pair of black cases in order to pass Enzo another digital mark that would grant him access in and out of the building.
Once qualified, Enzo thanked the man for his service and completed the transaction of payment for services. As far as he understood, Savely was someone peripheral to the Atharim unlike the woman Enzo was here to meet. He was one of a few men that worked alongside the society without knowing their full secrets.
They shook hands. "Stay safe, Savely."
The two men held one other's gaze for a somber moment before parting. They each knew the destitution implied in the hope of staying safe.
Enzo shrugged the strap of his duffel across his chest and gathered the other two cases to him. He didn't notice the weight pulling at his arms as he climbed a flight of creaky old the stairs.
Some time later, he was knocking on what he hoped was the correct door. She should be expecting him.
He arrived in the center of town well after sunset, although the hour was closer to dinner than midnight. Despite the cover of night, Enzo found his attention drawn to a hundred different places. The city glowed so bright clouds pregnant with snow were lit from beneath. Lights illuminated every crevice and decorated every surface. DaLight Holographic screens transformed empty spaces into opportunities for advertisement that were constantly moving. The abundance of sight, color, and light was overwhelming. He yearned for the quietude of his country home, and turned the burden of his memories toward happier days filled with gardens.
Savely gestured as they approached a building. It was modest, but clean. Many windows were lit from within. "This is it, Mister Dolan."
The other man set down a pair of black cases in order to pass Enzo another digital mark that would grant him access in and out of the building.
Once qualified, Enzo thanked the man for his service and completed the transaction of payment for services. As far as he understood, Savely was someone peripheral to the Atharim unlike the woman Enzo was here to meet. He was one of a few men that worked alongside the society without knowing their full secrets.
They shook hands. "Stay safe, Savely."
The two men held one other's gaze for a somber moment before parting. They each knew the destitution implied in the hope of staying safe.
Enzo shrugged the strap of his duffel across his chest and gathered the other two cases to him. He didn't notice the weight pulling at his arms as he climbed a flight of creaky old the stairs.
Some time later, he was knocking on what he hoped was the correct door. She should be expecting him.