Wednesday, August 9, 2023

Microstory 1948: Myka’s Debrief

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SI Eliot: Well, I think that’s it for me. You’ve been most helpful. I appreciate your patience. I know this has been a rough last several days.
Myka: That’s it? I’m free to go?
SI Eliot: Yep. I can arrange a car to transport you back to your home, if you need.
Myka: No, I...
SI Eliot: You what?
Myka: How long will I last out there before you find something to charge me with?
SI Eliot: Miss Tennison, if we wanted to arrest you, we would just do it. We wouldn’t have to come up with some new charge.
Myka: Wouldn’t you? Every law I’ve broken for this operation must be kept as a state secret. They can’t be listed in the records, so there’s nothing you can do right now.
SI Eliot: Even if that were true, you’re assuming that we have any interest in arresting you in the first place, which we don’t.
Myka: Forgive me if I’m having trouble believing that you’ll truly let me go with the knowledge that I have regarding the aliens. Guys like you don’t like leaving loose ends, and right now, I’m feelin’ pretty loose.
SI Eliot: You mean you intend to tell others what you know?
Myka: No, that’s not what I mean, but I’m worried that that is what you’re thinking, and you’re just not telling me about it, because you want me to feel comfortable.
SI Eliot: Again, we wouldn’t need to set you free if we wanted to stop you. I can think of six laws and policies off the top of my head that would give us more than enough reason to stuff you down a dark hole for the rest of your life. Letting you go back home in the hopes that you jaywalk, or accidentally open someone else’s mail, is a lot more work than is anywhere near necessary. The government is a lazy entity. That’s why we have buzzwords like rendition and national security, so everything falls into some sort of legal category that allows us to do whatever we want. So trust me when I say, you’re safe.
Myka: Well...I’ll believe it when I see it, which I guess may not happen until I’m on my deathbed for natural causes. Until then, I suppose I will take my leave.
SI Eliot: However...
Myka: Here it comes.
SI Eliot: If you would be willing to stay on with us in a more official capacity, we would be willing to discuss terms.
Myka: Are you trying to offer me a job?
SI Eliot: It’s like you said, you know about the aliens, and I’m not just talking about those wingèd insects downstairs. Your relationship with the human from another universe could prove invaluable.
Myka: I’m not going to be spying on Leonard for you.
SI Eliot: I’m not asking you to. I’ve had multiple similar conversations with him in regards to a job here. He has law enforcement experience, which you don’t, so I couldn’t promise you would be out in the field, but I’m sure we could find a place for you here.
Myka: Hmm... I’m not sure. I’ll need to think about it.
SI Eliot: I would be worried if you didn’t.

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