Later in the noon, Camshron went to his cabinet with full embarrassment. He couldn’t stand being the target of everyone's eyes aiming right on his face. For the second time in his life, he was feeling ashamed. It was also possible that Mr. Meredink was also feeling the same right now.

Camshron had disappointed himself.

If the photo was useless, then his career level was going to be in danger. If he would be out of this, then he would have nothing to do. All he knew was to investigate. What would happen to his wife and his two children if he gets fired? Camshron would again go in Netherlands where nobody knew he was a CIA Investigator and resume the job of private detective.

He then went towards Mr. Fernsby's cabinet and found the room to be empty. He was disappointed.

He recited Meredink saying last night, "Two days bunk, one hour peeping…a fast search…a photo…"

"Yes, he is right." he kicked the wall.

He then went to the computer unit room. He managed to push the door.

He could feel hot air in the room produced by human breathes. For some occasions only Computer Unit Room was this much crowded. He got in and mixed with crowd walking randomly.

"Do you get it? Do you get it?" Mr. Cook was shouting to his junior. He was very amazed when he saw the same photograph displayed on most of the monitors.

"Oh my God, Nathan." Mr. Cook hugged Nathan Camshron.

"What's happened?' stammered Camshron, who was not expecting all this.

"Camshron, it's a clue."

"WHAT?"

"Sit and talk." said Mr. Cook and months later they got seated somewhere.

"Who's this man?"

"An army."

"He has a name…"

"Fernandez Walker, who lastly stayed in Mississippi. His family is still out there."

"Is he Bob?"

"No, he's lost. Lost since 4th July."

"Are you kidding me? How can this happen?"

"This has happened as I know."

"No one from navy informed about their man missing."

"Yes Camshron. Navy was hiding this. You were right. Colonel Norton, just out of scandals since few days, is again dragged into this."

"Why was he not informing us all this then? He was also lost after Haq's murder."

"Camshron, let me tell you another thing-he was declared lost in 4th July but he was not present in Navy since last June."

"Oh My God! Then where might he be now?"

"No idea…"

"Why?"

"Because Norton hid this information about Walker's disappearance. He has been named in this matter for several times. If Norton has nothing to do with these shits, then why did he hide this? Is Norton the one who should be blamed for Walker's elimination?"

"Camshron! Walker can be anywhere. I don’t he is even alive."

"I think Norton is trapped."

Camshron was choosing logic over GAP Theory. According to him the story of this case said- Norton hired to terminate Haq for some reasons. He chose his junior Walker for this. Bob was the person handling Walker for all these days, and Bob was controlled by Norton himself. Norton, perhaps, made plastic surgery of Bob possible because Bob didn’t want to live further life with his guilty face. To keep Bob's identity as a secret, he ordered him to terminate Dr. Jones and hired Walker for Mike, who was once hired to kill Lorgé.

In Bob's order, Mike and Walker ran and Bob was always under Norton's nose. All extra illusions were prefect plotting of Norton and the conclusion there it was.

As per Walker's disappearance, it was possible he was once who killed Haq. This logic was the only one available answer. There was no other answer except this. Nor was any clue as it alternative.

The existence of Bob was looking to be because of Norton. Camshron felt Norton was going to fall in a much more serious problem when he would find out that Walker's family had got a call in last June from Norton, claiming Walker had been promoted.

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This was a lie- a heart breaking lie.

And he was sent to an Asian country for his further work and said his family to not hope for Walker to visit home again.

Walker's family was in shock.

They were thinking Walker didn’t exist.

Either Walker had betrayed his whole loving his family or he was dead. If he was alive, then he could call their family at least once from last June.

His family had tried to find out the ultimate truth, but it was now a secret-a secret which needed to be concealed without any confession.

It looked like Norton had dominated his family and made compelled to live in constant grief.

It was an evil deed and till now CIA didn’t know neither FBI from Washington DC knew all this.

The truth could be anything. Was Camshron doing his duty or was spreading salt on Walker family's unhealed wound?

_

THE SUPREME COURT,

The hall was too much big. Big enough that it could occupy over hundred people at once and almost every seat in the hall existed of people. Just a few cops and a dozen of CIA, FBI and MPD officers were standing. Everyone in the room was looking at the honorable judge as well as jury at a long table.

Nobody could expect this was happening.

Colonel Norton was inside jury box. He was looking at the lawyer, with full of hope, whom he had hired even though the lawyer himself knew he was hitting his head on a rock wall.

They waited for the judge to say, "Begin the discussion." and hammered his wooden hollow desk.

"Honorable judge and jury, first of all I would like to say my client, Mr. Norton, is not the culprit. He is dragged in this situation due to a conspiracy by anyone who wishes his harm." said the lawyer in brilliant voice.

"I hope you have enough evidences to support your statement." said judge as usual.

The unhappiest person to see all this happening in front of his eyes was Nathan Camshron. He was the man who was looking most delighted about an hour ago.

Camshron was the one receiving lots of praises from higher level officials of secret service organizations.

He was on second last bench of the hall and was sitting just at the side of Mr. Hadfield. He was too delighted- the most. He congratulated, "Congratulations Detective Camshron."

"Thank you." he answered, trying to keep his tongue tied, and watched Mr. Norton in the jury box.

Camshron couldn’t match eyes with him.

Lawyer said, "Your honor, this is not a big proof. An absent person never represents guilt."

Jury looked at the ruthless lawyer.

Judge had a look on the jury and said, "Right now, the only witness is Mr. Walker- who seems not to be absent from the court right now. To justify your statements, we need to have him here."

The sad face in the jury box was turning hopeless every second. He was going to vomit in fear because if he was proved as guilty, then death penalty was the only possible punishment.

Judge sounded, "Mr. Norton, we have a witness. We have Mr. Jason Walker who happens to be the father of Fernandez Walker."

A tall white man touching seventieth spring appeared in at the witness box and said, "I had got a call from him as you know. Since that, I haven’t seen my son. I doubt either he has killed my son or he is-"

"JUST STOP IT." roared the lawyer.

"I demand peace in the court please." judge increased his soft tone into a harsher one.

"So why isn’t he giving me my son back?" said the old man. "Have you any answer?"