It hadn't been terribly long - they had met at work and hit it off straight away. He had asked her out for dinner and she had said yes. He had started rambling on about his family and the penny dropped for her. She did the same and the penny dropped for him. He was happy; he had found a sister that he hadn't thought had existed. Typical of his mother; she never had said much about her past. But that was all behind them now.
"Hey Rosie. One more call from me, your brother. Just to say that Scotland have been on the phone again - turns out that I'm going to go down there now and sort things out. I've left Japan for you though. I'll see you soon, yeah? Sending my love."
Karl put down the phone and got onto the train headed for Glasgow; he knew that it was going to be a long day.
* * * * *
He woke up just as the train pulled into the station, looking up to see his local escort, waiting for the doors to open. She was a short woman with short hair, a bob cut that he didn't think suited her. She looked strict, tight-laced, boring. He sighed and pulled himself out of the seat, plodding off of the train.
"Shall we cut the introductions and go to where we need to go?" Her voice was rather monotonous and dull, yet had a hint of menace about her; Karl wasn't sure if she could be trusted.
He nodded and followed her, walking straight to her car where she drove in silence. He watched the route carefully, worried that he wouldn't get the lift on his way back. The journey only took a couple of minutes, the impact crater was pretty big.
"It was just a plot of land. That's when a fairground popped up. Flyers everywhere, clogging up the city. Apparently lots of people got invited. Then it went boom. We got sent a letter explaining some stuff. It said that there had been an operative in the midst of it. They activated the bomb prematurely or something - apparently the plan had been to trap certain people there and wait for the bomb to go off." The woman didn't stop for breath and Karl could have sworn that she hadn't blinked either. Probably just his paranoia though.
"How many casualties?"
"Lots. That's not the reason I brought you here though, Karl."
"How do you know my name?"
"I want to talk to you about your sister."
"I don't have a sister."
"Now that's a lie. I want you to tell me everything you know about your sister and her relationship with a woman called Taylor."
"I don't know my sister that well. I don't know anything about her friends. What's it to you anyway?" Karl didn't like nosy people, especially when they started to act in a menacing manner.
"She worked with me. She knew things. We want to know who she passed it on to."
"Well I can't help you. So you aren't the police liason that was supposed to meet me?"
"She's dead. Ended up under the train. Sad really. We needed you more than they did." Her face revealed no remorse, seeming to act like she couldn't care less that she had ended a life in cold blood.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Eloise and you made a big mistake." The woman smiled creepily as she spoke.
"Care to tell me?"
"You told an agent of the Bloodless Gun that you know nothing."
"And what's wrong with that?" Karl started to back away, feeling his feet reach the edge of the large crater.
"We have orders to kill anyone who doesn't know anything useful."
His body fell into the crater.