“Have you ever heard about the Delewyn Doorsteps?” started the boy. The man, in return, carefully nodded. “Why not you tell me about it.” The boy sat down, nodded his head, as the man began speaking, and the guards walked out into the hall, noting the sense of private conversation.

  “The Delewyns’ doorsteps have long been under police investigation,” he started. “A couple years ago, a ‘robot’ was said to have inhabited the house. And every so often, a boy runs out the house, and whoever sees him always ends up murdered, or otherwise dead.” In his last twenty years of working for the FBI, he had never let out so much as that. He kept to himself, and for a reason he would not explain. The boy, satisfied, walked out, and shut the door. The boy knew more than that. His mechanical brain allowed him the sense of more than one could imagine. He knew who had poisoned the beings in the house, and he knew who the Dorowin’s were too – CIA spies. They had come here on a private mission that not one knew of, other than him.

Four: The Private Knowledge — an excerpt from the Dorowin File

Mr. Conner and Mrs. Alice Dorowin joined the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) in 1932 after flying in from the Soviet Union. They were sent on a mission to find and kill alleged leader of WAKS (World Association of Kidnapping Specialists), Travis Willstote. They set off on their journey 1962 with thirty years of experience, but were murdered by an unknown group on November 27th the same year. All other personal information has been cleared due to private circumstances. Their two children, Conner II and Rachel-Beth (born two years apart in 1957-1959) had been taken to care at the Southwest Orphanage Center of Ohio (also known as Sorcoh) before being kidnapped out of their beds one Monday night. It is believed that they were later taken to a foster home after being found on a deserted street in downtown Springfield. Later they had been adopted by Drs. May and Franklin Sun, who, after working in various hospitals around the globe, settled to work in the New York Times. Two days after his tenth birthday, Conner II died of cancer in his left leg.

Five: The Manhunt

  The manhunt started one-hundred forty-six hours after the jailing of Alfred Geltrés. Chief of Police Grant Ford was sipping his morning coffee while reading the advertisement section of The Plain Dealer. As he turned the page, spotting nothing of interest, he stumbled upon an article about a man named Travis Willstote; alleged leader of WAKS, the world’s most terrified-of kidnapping agency. He knew one thing for sure—Travis Willstote would end up behind bars, sooner or later.

  He immediately called up his crew, and within 24 hours, the leader of WAKS was captured, and questioned. The next day’s report came out something like this:

January 16, 2007

  Travis Willstote, 47, alleged leader of WAKS (World Association of Kidnapping Specialists), was jailed at 17:46 EST yesterday after hiding from police for over three hours. Chief of Police Grant Ford quickly set to work after reading an article about Travis and finally tracking his location down at Case Western Reserve University parking lot. After being questioned, he confessed of murder, false creation and trial, and stolen identity. He was finally sentenced to 120 years in prison, thirty years for each crime. Travis was born in Wyoming as Clifford Willstote to B. J. Willstote and Hope Nelson Willstote on January 2, 1960, and later changed his name in collage. All other information is unknown.

All the victims of the kidnapping were quickly released from their hiding place, and the Dorowin mission had finally been finished.

  And after a long wait, the settlers of Rockway Avenue finally got their wish—peace and quiet, at long last.