CHAPTER 30: THE INVESTIGATOR

The meeting location was a coffee shop in Olympia, deliberately public, crowded enough that no one would notice a conversation but open enough that any violence would be immediately obvious.

Rin arrived at 1100, ordered coffee he didn’t want, found a corner table with a view of both exits.

Fiona had said the investigator was paranoid, would probably scout the location first, check for surveillance, confirm he came alone.

He waited twenty minutes before someone sat down across from him.

She was younger than he expected, maybe twenty-six, short black hair with blue streaks, wearing a leather jacket over a band t-shirt, multiple piercings in her ears, she looked more like a college student than a professional investigator.

"You’re Rin," she said, not a question, her eyes were sharp though, constantly scanning the room, "I’m Kira, Fiona said you need digital forensics work."

"Yeah, I have evidence that needs verification, specifically tracing a ghost account through Association systems."

"That’s not cheap, ghost accounts are designed to be untraceable, breaking through that kind of security requires specialized tools, time, and significant risk." She pulled out a tablet, "Base fee is ten thousand, if I have to crack additional security layers it goes up by two thousand per layer, you want guaranteed anonymity add another five."

"Fifteen thousand total?"

"Minimum, could be twenty depending on what I find, but I’m the best, you won’t get better results anywhere else in Windhoek." She sipped his coffee without asking, "Fiona vouched for you which is why I’m even here, she doesn’t vouch for people often."

"What’s your background, why should I trust you can actually do this?"

"Fair question." Kira leaned back, "I worked for the Association for three years, digital intelligence division, analyzed data from dungeon operations, monitored Hunter communications, tracked anomalous activity, quit eight months ago when I realized they were using our analysis to manipulate mission assignments."

"Manipulate how?"

"Sending specific Hunters into situations tailored to their weaknesses, manufacturing failure scenarios, collecting data on ability limitations." Her expression darkened, "I thought we were helping, turned out we were just providing better ways to control people."

"Why tell me this?"

"Because you need to know I have motivation beyond money, I want to expose what they’re doing, your evidence might help with that." She pulled up a secure interface on her tablet, "Show me what you have."

Rin hesitated, trusting her meant giving her the same leverage Thorne had, but he needed answers.

He transferred the files from his phone to her tablet, watched her eyes widen as she reviewed the communications.

"Holy shit," she muttered, "This is communications between Directors, classification orders, operational directives, if this is authentic it’s a smoking gun."

"Can you verify it?"

"I can verify the encryption signatures, trace the routing, determine if it came from legitimate Association servers, but that’ll take time." She zoomed in on the ghost account access logs, "This though, this I can trace immediately, system administrator accounts leave digital footprints even when they’re trying to hide, I wrote some of the monitoring code they use, I know the backdoors."

"How long?"

"Give me forty-eight hours, I’ll have preliminary results, full analysis might take a week depending on security complexity." She closed the tablet, "But I need payment upfront, half now, half on delivery, non-negotiable."

Rin transferred seven thousand credits, watched his savings account drop to dangerous levels.

"I’ll contact you when I have something," Kira said, standing up, "Don’t try to reach me first, my communications are secured, monitored, if you message me directly you’ll compromise both of us."

She left without another word, disappeared into the crowd.

Rin sat there finishing his coffee, thinking about how much money he just spent on information that might not even be conclusive.

His phone buzzed, message from Tayo.

Tayo: yo, found something weird. you free?

Rin: where?

Tayo: association library, third floor archives. come alone, dont want to draw attention.

Rin paid for his coffee, caught a taxi to headquarters, found Tayo in a corner of the archives surrounded by old mission reports.

"What’s up?" Rin asked quietly.

"I’ve been researching Leo’s investigation, figured if he was documenting anomalous dungeons there might be related reports from other Hunters, found something interesting." Tayo pulled up files on a nearby terminal, "Five different Hunters filed similar observations over the past year, all of them noted dungeons manifesting outside normal patterns, all of them requested further investigation."

"And?"

"And three of them are dead, one disappeared, one was reassigned to international duty in Australia and hasn’t been heard from since." He showed Rin the names, "All of them died or vanished within two months of filing their reports."

That made Rin’s stomach drop, "Leo wasn’t the first."

"No, he was the sixth, the Association has been systematically eliminating anyone who investigates dungeon anomalies too closely." Tayo looked around nervously, "I pulled these files using my credentials, if someone’s monitoring they’ll know I accessed them."

"Why risk it?"

"Because Leo was my friend too, we didn’t talk about it much but we trained together sometimes, he helped me develop my sound techniques, taught me how to layer frequencies for better crowd control." Tayo’s jaw clenched, "If the Association killed him I want to know why, want to make sure his death wasn’t just swept under bureaucratic paperwork."

"You’re putting yourself at risk."

"We’re all at risk, the moment you started investigating this we all became targets, might as well commit fully." He pulled up more files, "There’s something else, the dungeons these Hunters were investigating, they all have something in common."

He showed a map, locations marked where anomalous dungeons had manifested, they formed a pattern around Windhoek, clusters near specific facilities.

"These aren’t random formations, they’re being placed deliberately, like someone’s building a network." Tayo zoomed in, "And look at this, all of them manifested within two kilometers of Association research facilities, places where they study dungeon energy, monster biology, ability mechanics."

"You think the Association is creating them?"

"I think someone with Association resources is creating them, whether it’s official policy or rogue operation I don’t know, but the correlation is too consistent to be coincidence."

A voice spoke from behind them, "That’s a dangerous theory, Mr. Okonkwo."

They both spun around, Reva stood there, arms crossed, expression unreadable.

"How long have you been there?" Rin asked.

"Long enough to hear your conclusions, which are partially correct but missing critical context." She walked closer, "Those research facilities you identified, they’re not creating dungeons, they’re studying manifestation patterns, trying to predict where portals will open, three of them were shut down six months ago when we discovered someone was using our research for unauthorized purposes."

"Who?"

"We don’t know, that’s what the internal investigation has been trying to determine, whoever it is has high-level access, deep technical knowledge, and resources beyond what any single person should have." Reva looked at the screen, "The Hunters who died investigating this, we’re aware, we’ve been trying to track the connection but every time we get close the trail goes cold."

"Why should we believe you?" Tayo asked.

"Because if I wanted you dead you’d already be dead, I’m Deputy Director, I have access to methods that would make your deaths look like dungeon accidents, training mishaps, anything I wanted." Her voice was cold but truthful, "I’m not your enemy, but I can’t protect you from enemies I can’t identify."

She pulled out her tablet, showed them files, "The ghost account Rin is investigating, I’ve been trying to trace it for months, whoever’s using it knows our systems intimately, knows how to hide their tracks, knows exactly which logs to scrub."

"You know about my investigation?"

"I know everything that happens in this building, monitoring you isn’t difficult." She closed the tablet, "But I’m not stopping you because I want the same thing, I want to know who ordered Leo’s death, who’s manipulating dungeon formations, who’s compromising our operations."

"Then help us," Rin said.

"I am helping, by not arresting you for accessing classified files, by not reporting your contact with the Architect Collective, by giving you operational freedom most Hunters don’t get." She looked at both of them, "But understand this, the moment your investigation threatens Association stability I will shut it down, I won’t sacrifice the organization to catch one bad actor."

"Even if that bad actor is a Director?"

"Especially then, Directors are replaceable, the Association isn’t, without structure, without hierarchy, Hunters become mercenaries, dungeon management becomes chaos, millions die." Her expression was firm, "I’ll support your investigation within limits, but cross those limits and I become your problem."

She walked away, left them standing in the archives.

"She’s right," Tayo said after a moment, "We’re playing with fire, if we push too hard we’ll get burned."

"Then we don’t push, we gather information quietly, build our case, present it when we have undeniable proof." Rin closed the files, "In the meantime we train, we get stronger, we prepare for when things inevitably go wrong."

They left the archives, Rin’s mind was racing with new information, someone inside the Association was creating anomalous dungeons, someone was killing Hunters who investigated, someone had access to systems and resources that suggested highest-level clearance.

A Director, or someone close to that level.

His phone buzzed, message from an unknown number he didn’t recognize.

"You’re getting close. Too close. Back off or face consequences. This is your only warning."

He showed it to Tayo.

"That’s a threat," Tayo said.

"Yeah."

"So what do we do?"

"We ignore it, whoever sent this wants us scared, wants us to stop investigating, which means we’re actually onto something important." Rin deleted the message, "But we also get smarter, watch our backs, don’t go anywhere alone."

"I can work with that."

They split up, Rin headed to the training facility, needed to work off stress through physical activity.

The gym was moderately busy, various Hunters working on different things, he found an empty combat simulator, loaded a program.

Halfway through the session someone joined him, a guy he’d seen around but never talked to, maybe twenty-five, tall, built like an athlete, confident movements.

"You’re Matsuda right, the portal guy?" he said, not waiting for confirmation, "I’m Kobus Webb, C-rank, been watching your progression, pretty impressive for someone who just licensed."

"Thanks I guess."

"Mind if I spar? Looking for someone challenging, most E-ranks are too easy." His tone was friendly but there was an edge to it, competitiveness.

"Sure."

They entered the sparring ring, took positions, the simulation loaded a basic arena.

Kobus moved first, faster than Rin expected, his ability appeared to be enhanced physical capabilities, strength and speed both augmented.

Rin blocked, countered with fracture energy enhanced strike, Kobus dodged, came back with a combination that forced Rin to defensive positioning.

They traded blows for several minutes, Kobus was good, really good, his technique was polished, his timing perfect, he wasn’t just strong he was skilled.

Finally Rin caught him with a fracture energy blast, knocked him backward, match ended.

"Not bad," Kobus said, breathing hard but grinning, "You’re holding back though, I can tell, you’ve got more in you."

"Same to you."

"Fair point." He extended his hand, "You train regularly? Wouldn’t mind having a consistent sparring partner who can actually push me."

Rin shook his hand, "Yeah, I train most days."

"Cool, I’ll find you again, always good to work with people who have potential." Kobus headed toward the exit, paused, "Word of advice though, be careful who you investigate, some stones are better left unturned."

He left before Rin could respond.

’Was that a warning?’

[Ambiguous]

[Could be friendly advice]

[Could be threat]

[Insufficient data to determine intent]

Rin finished his training session, showered, checked his messages.

Nothing from Kira yet, but it had only been a few hours.

Joy texted asking if he wanted to grab dinner, he agreed, met her at a place in Klein Windhoek.

She looked stressed when he arrived, dark circles under her eyes.

"Rough day?" he asked.

"My dad called, wants me to stop associating with you, says you’re dangerous, says the Association has concerns about your stability." She picked at her food, "I told him to back off, that you’re my friend, that I make my own decisions."

"How’d that go?"

"About as well as you’d expect, he threatened to cut my funding, said if I keep training with you he’ll use his connections to get me reassigned somewhere else."

"Would he actually do that?"

"I don’t know, he’s never gone this far before, usually he just complains and then lets it go, but this time he seemed serious." She looked at him, "What did you do that has him this worried?"

"Exist apparently, be anomalous, ask questions about things I’m not supposed to know about." Rin leaned back, "Your dad’s probably getting pressure from someone in the Association, they want me isolated, controllable, having friends and support makes that harder."

"So they’re trying to cut you off from everyone."

"Looks like it."

Joy was quiet for a moment, "I’m not letting them, my dad can threaten whatever he wants, I’m not abandoning you because they’re scared of what you might become."

"Joy, you don’t have to—"

"Yes I do, because that’s what friends do, they stick together when things get hard, besides, you’re not the only one with stakes here, if the Association really did kill Leo they might kill others, might kill people I care about, I want answers too."

They finished dinner, talked about lighter things, tried to pretend for an hour that they were just normal Hunters doing normal work.

But the weight of everything hung between them, unspoken but present.

When they left, Rin noticed a car parked across the street, someone sitting inside watching them.

"We’re being followed," he said quietly.

Joy glanced over, "Association?"

"Probably, or whoever sent that threat earlier, either way we should split up, make it harder for them to track both of us."

They went separate directions, Rin caught a taxi, made sure he wasn’t followed before heading home.

The house felt empty as always, too big, too quiet, too full of Leo’s absence.

He sat at his computer, checked his secure messages, nothing from Kira yet.

But there was a new email, sender listed as "Concerned Associate."

Subject: Stop digging.

Body: "You’re investigating things you don’t understand. Your friend died because he couldn’t let it go. You’ll die too if you continue. This is not a threat, it’s a statement of fact. Walk away while you still can."

Rin stared at the email.

Someone was really trying to scare him off, which meant he was close to something.

He forwarded it to Kira’s secure inbox with a note: "More pressure. Definitely hitting nerves."

His phone buzzed, message from Fiona.

Fiona: "heard you’re making enemies. good. means you’re doing something right. keep pushing. i’ll be ready when things explode."

He typed back: "how confident are you it’ll explode?"

Fiona: "completely. people kill to protect secrets. you’re threatening secrets. math is simple."

She was right, this was heading toward confrontation, either he’d uncover the truth and force a response or he’d get eliminated before getting there.

Either way, violence was coming.

He needed to be ready.

Needed to be stronger.

The grind continued, but now with a deadline he couldn’t see, racing against whoever wanted him dead, racing to find truth before they could silence him.

Two days until Kira’s preliminary results.

Two days to prepare for whatever came next.

He practiced fracture energy manipulation until exhaustion forced him to stop, then practiced more.

When he finally collapsed into bed it was after 0200, his body aching, his mind still racing.

The last thought before sleep took him was Leo’s voice from the recording: "I’m filing a formal report with Director Ashford."

Three days later Leo was dead.

Rin wouldn’t make the same mistake.

He’d find the truth quietly, build his case carefully, strike decisively when the time came.

Whoever killed his friend would pay.

But first, he needed to survive long enough to make them.