opened it that it contained important information. Information that I believed could be incriminating to my brother. Where had it come from originally and how had Matt gotten the document in the first place.
Normally I wasn’t privy to such details. Part of the security tactics that Noah had put into place. We all had a specific job to do, but the less we knew, the less likely we were to be a security risk should someone threaten us. That was one of the reasons The Organization had been so successful. Secrecy. We were given only the information that was pertinent for us to do our job and nothing more.
Now, for reasons all the wrong reasons I was about to commit another job infraction. I needed to know how Matt had come into possession of this document.
The second he heard my voice, he suspected something. Matt was surprised to hear from me. For the most part, we rarely spoke to other members of the team outside of our meetings or as worked demanded.
“Cameron I thought you’d be in school today?”
“No, turns out I’m off after all. I made a mistake on my schedule,” I told him while trying to remember what I’d actually told the team about my work schedule. I knew I’d lied to Noah, I just didn’t realize Matt had overheard.
“Oh...well, what are you up to today?” Which really meant why are you calling me?
“Not much really...listen Matt, I’m working on the document Noah gave me and there’s something I need to ask you about it. I need to know where you got this piece of information originally.”
“Cameron...what are you up to? Have you found out something already?”
“No...I mean I’m not sure yet. But I need some background on this particular piece.” Matt’s silence told me how odd this request must sound to him. “Look, I know this is unusual, but it’s also important. This is a difficult piece to decode. I need the background.”
“Cameron, you know that’s not normal procedure...” I could tell that Matt wasn’t buying my little story, but at the moment, I didn’t care. “Why, is this one so different? Why do you need to know?”
“Matt, I, of all people, know that this is not normal procedure. But there are exceptions to that rule, and I’m telling you this is one of them. I need to know where this thing came from to get a handle on its exact interpretation.” Okay, so that was an out and out lie. I’d already started translating the piece, but for personal reasons, I was curious.
“You know I’ll have to check with Noah first, don’t you? I mean, he has the final say in changes to procedure. That is of course, unless you’ve already spoken to him about it?”
I stood with the receiver in my hand, trying to decide just how far I was willing to take this crusade. How desperate was I to prove my brother’s innocence?
“I’ve talked to him about the document Matt.”
My answer was followed by another uncomfortable silence in which I fully expected Matt to challenge this. Matt was waiting for me to say something else, reassure him that Noah knew what I was up to. When I didn’t Matt, asked me to hang on while he brought the information up on his computer.
He suspected that I was lying--I could hear it in his voice, but Matt wasn’t ready to confront me with my lie just yet.
I listened while Matt mumbled to himself as he scrolled through the endless pages of information kept on his computer. In my mind, I always pictured Matt hunched over his computer day and night squinting and typing
Normally I wasn’t privy to such details. Part of the security tactics that Noah had put into place. We all had a specific job to do, but the less we knew, the less likely we were to be a security risk should someone threaten us. That was one of the reasons The Organization had been so successful. Secrecy. We were given only the information that was pertinent for us to do our job and nothing more.
Now, for reasons all the wrong reasons I was about to commit another job infraction. I needed to know how Matt had come into possession of this document.
The second he heard my voice, he suspected something. Matt was surprised to hear from me. For the most part, we rarely spoke to other members of the team outside of our meetings or as worked demanded.
“Cameron I thought you’d be in school today?”
“No, turns out I’m off after all. I made a mistake on my schedule,” I told him while trying to remember what I’d actually told the team about my work schedule. I knew I’d lied to Noah, I just didn’t realize Matt had overheard.
“Oh...well, what are you up to today?” Which really meant why are you calling me?
“Not much really...listen Matt, I’m working on the document Noah gave me and there’s something I need to ask you about it. I need to know where you got this piece of information originally.”
“Cameron...what are you up to? Have you found out something already?”
“No...I mean I’m not sure yet. But I need some background on this particular piece.” Matt’s silence told me how odd this request must sound to him. “Look, I know this is unusual, but it’s also important. This is a difficult piece to decode. I need the background.”
“Cameron, you know that’s not normal procedure...” I could tell that Matt wasn’t buying my little story, but at the moment, I didn’t care. “Why, is this one so different? Why do you need to know?”
“Matt, I, of all people, know that this is not normal procedure. But there are exceptions to that rule, and I’m telling you this is one of them. I need to know where this thing came from to get a handle on its exact interpretation.” Okay, so that was an out and out lie. I’d already started translating the piece, but for personal reasons, I was curious.
“You know I’ll have to check with Noah first, don’t you? I mean, he has the final say in changes to procedure. That is of course, unless you’ve already spoken to him about it?”
I stood with the receiver in my hand, trying to decide just how far I was willing to take this crusade. How desperate was I to prove my brother’s innocence?
“I’ve talked to him about the document Matt.”
My answer was followed by another uncomfortable silence in which I fully expected Matt to challenge this. Matt was waiting for me to say something else, reassure him that Noah knew what I was up to. When I didn’t Matt, asked me to hang on while he brought the information up on his computer.
He suspected that I was lying--I could hear it in his voice, but Matt wasn’t ready to confront me with my lie just yet.
I listened while Matt mumbled to himself as he scrolled through the endless pages of information kept on his computer. In my mind, I always pictured Matt hunched over his computer day and night squinting and typing
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