Safehouse, CIA
West Berlin
February 23 1981

This voice...
"Bell?"
I already heard it...
"Bell?" - Adler calls me, this time lauder.
"W-what?" - I ask confused.
I look around me; I'm in the safehouse and not in the truck anymore.
I just spaced-out.
"I asked you to decipher some stuff we found and instead of working you have spent-" - Adler looks to his watch. "Almost ten minutes sitting on my chair and staring a wall."
I immediately stand up, with my cheeks in flames.
Then I remember about the wound on my stomach, wich due to my incautious movement starts to hurt again.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I was... nevermind." - I excuse myself.
In my flashback, when I was in the truck, I already had this wound.
I can't tell him what I remember. He will think I'm crazy.
The shot gun I heard... It's surely when Arash shoted me.
But how? Woods kicked the gun away from his hands...
I look at Adler and he shrugs his shoulders.
"The files are on your desk." - he explains before leaving.

After spending ours and ours sitting on a desk to decipher many files I finally finish.
I stand up and stretch my back.
The wound hurts a little less but my head a little more after all that work.
I look around; everything is like before.
It's late but everyone are still awake.
"Have you already finished? I'm impressed." - says a voice behind me.
I gasp but then I realize it's only Adler.
"Geez, Adler! You scared me!"
"But for a good reason." - he puts a cup of coffee on my desk.
"That's so sweet!"
Oh my god. Did I really say that?
Adler scratches his neck and blushes a bit.
We both remain in silence.
How can Adler, the though guy of the CIA, blush?
"So... nice job." - he says looking at my decrypted files.
I take a sip from the cup.
"You worked really fast. You're free now." - he smiles at me and walks away.
"Oh, and remember." - Adler turns around. "The next thing is to analyze a mission in Vietnam that we fought together step by step.
We need to do this to find any clue about Perseus. Does Fracture Jaw remind you anything?"
I shake my head. Why I can't remember anything? What's happened to me?
"Don't worry, you will remember soon."- Adler sits on his desk.
So, what am I gonna do now?
I finish my coffee and look around like a scared puppy; I don't know why but everything seem... new.
Like it's the first time I'm here and the first time I talk to everybody.
But only this woman, Park, seems familiar to me. I have a bad feeling thinking about her; I don't like it. But if she is the only one who I remember I'll start from her.
I slowly reach Park. She is reading something at her desk.
"How are things, Bell?" - she asks when she notices me.
Park puts away her files and looks at me with curiosity, like she's analyzing something.
I have to be professional and try not to freak out. I need to know more about this mission in Vietnam that Adler mentioned.
"Interested in Vietnam stories?" - I ask.
"In this case, quite. I understand you may have knowledge that could help up." - she gesticulates with a cigarette in her fingers.
Only Adler and she smoke here. Suddenly I feel... jealousy.
And wich knowledge? I don't even remember well this place. But I can't tell her that.
"I don't think I've talked about Vientam in years." - I coldly reply.
"It must ne difficult, Bell. I can't claim to have experienced what you have. Perhaps going over it again could be... therapeutic?"
So I really fought with Adler in Vietnam.
That makes sense. That's the mission Adler told me about. I need to ask more questions.
"You look familiar- have we worked together before?"
This question will finally solves my doubts.
"You and I? It's entirely possible. I have a long, collaborative history with other intelligence services. Our paths have likely crosses at some point." - she tells nervously erasing an eyebrow.
This answer doesn't solve nothing!
And why she looks at me like a crazy scientist observing her guinea pig?!
I need to calm down, if they discover that I lost my memory they will kick me out of CIA or worse...
"Anything I can help you with?" - I ask with a fake smile.
"Well, I'm keen to hear about your time in Indocina. So close to Perseus..." - she looks interested.
So I've been in Indocina too... Near to Perseus.
But who is that guy? I only know he's Adler's enemy number one.
"What do you know of Perseus?"
"Not nearly as much as I'd like. I have experience with others like Perseus. They're all chess players. I enjoy predicting the next move."
Intelligent and a smoker, that's what she is.
Fortunately nobody here knows Perseus, because I don't know him either.
"I'll leave you to it."
"We'll talk again soon." - Park turns around and continues to work.
She starts to talk with Lazar about something.
I go ahed to talk with Sims but he seems pretty busy with a generator.
" A lot of this stuff's been sitting around for years." - he says to explain what he is doing.
I don't wanna bother him.
Maybe I can talk with Lazar, he's dome taking with miss-intelligent girl.
"Bell." - Lazar notices me.
"How long have you been with the CIA?" - I go straight to the point.
He turns around, leaving the working table and the weapons behind.
He looks the wall, thoughtful.
"Working with the CIA, over a decade. On their actual payroll.. going on about five years. I was born In D.C.- parents moved to Israel when I was a kid. Dual citizenship has its advantages." - he explains looking at his gun.
"Israel?"- I ask curious.
"Yeah. I landed in the Israeli Denfece Forces out of university. Did a tour there. After that, the Mossad. That's when I first started working with the CIA... and occasionally our boss-man, Adler, over there."
My stomach fills of butterflies.
"Did you know of Perseus before this mission?"
"You probably know more than me. I guess it's something the top brass wanted to keep to themselves."
Everyone have great expectation from me.
"I hear you enjoy safehouses."
"This one is luxury. Fresh air, lots of room. Try being squeezed into a five hundred square foot shithole with five other people. The long drive into Berling is worth it, believe me."- he says
happily looking around the place.
"Later, Lazar."
"Enough talk."
Then he calls Sims and they pull out a boxing bag: Lazar starts to exercising and Sims makes fun of him, telling him how he become old and weak.
I feel like at home, I just needed to socialize.
What can I do now to pass time?
I notice a television right near the evidence board but every channel is so boring.
I sigh, looking for an expiration.
A red light catches my eyes. Is coming from a room right in front of me.
I slowly reach it and open the door.
There's nothing interesting in here, only a television. It suddenly turns on, showing me videos of a war.
I jump from the fear.
What the heck?! Again? Am I going crazy?
The television finally turns off.
I fastly go out of this room. Enough television for today.
"Bell. You look a little pale. You up for this?"
I feel a big hand on my shoulder. It's Adler again.
I can't talk to him about what I saw, not now.
"Never been better."- I smile.
But I'm lying. I'm struggling to recall the mission in Da Nang.
"Good. You're just moved up on my favorite team member list, right past Lazar." - he smiles back.
"Congratulations." - jokes Lazar.
My heart jumps. I'm... his favorite team member?
Goddamn Bell, you need to stay focused.
I need to know more about this mission without being suspicious.
"What's up with the evidence board?" - I ask.
"We're placing key intel up there, one for each mission - forming connections. I want a red line right to Perseus."
"Why talk about our Da Nang mission?"
"It'd ne good for Park to hear it from us firsthand. Maybe we have overlooked something."
That's make sense, we need to analyze piece by piece. But hearing that Park is involved in this mission makes me jealous. I don't even know why, but I don't like her. She's lying to me about something, I can feel it.
"How Long's this place been in use?"
"The safehouse? I've done time here before, years back. This go around... just a few days now. Ask Lazar. He can't get enough of warehouses."
"So, you've worked with Lazar before?"
"We've done some jobs together.Good guy, you'll like him. He keeps things light."
"Park seems familiar."
"You just met her today, right? I don't know. Why you don't you ask her? Maybe you two have a special rapport. Keep it professional, Bell."
"Oh, I didn't mean this! I think I'm interested... in somebody else..." - I defense myself.
Well, he needed to know I'm not interested in her, but god, why did I said that?
"Oh yeah?" - Adler seems suddenly surprised.
"Yeah...That's it."
I know I'm all red in my face and he notices that.
"Don't be a stranger."
With my cheeks still in flame, I go ahead to the evidence board to check out all the clue we have about Perseus.
I can feel Adler's eyes on me.