Chris' Fiction

The night had to be perfect, he thought to himself for what seemed to be the millionth time that night.

“Computer what time is it,” he asked.

“The current time is 17:26,” the computer replied.

He walked over to the stove and opened the door, checked to make sure the main course was still warm while not getting burnt.

“Ah Harvey, I think you did the sauce quite well this time,” he said aloud.

He pulled out the wine and ran a quick scan on it, to make sure it was still in an acceptable temperature.

He walked to the dining room, slightly moved the flower arrangement again, judging it from multiple angles. He looks over to the case holding the candles. He debates if its time to take them out or not, while candles could easily be replicated by the house they would not be able to give off the intoxicating aroma that these were so well known for.

He picked up the silverware for Kelly and polished it again with a cloth he had on his waist.

“Dear, I’m home,” Kelly said opening the door he heard from the front door.

“Greetings, love! Here let me take these packages from you, stay in the living room OK? I don’t want you to see the surprise.” Harvey said as he rushed into the living room.

“Okay,” she replied shaking her head slightly.

He quickly dispersed with the packages and came back to her.

He slipped a blindfold over her eyes. She let out a slight giggle as she was led to the dining room. He pulled out her chair and led her to it.

“Computer begin program Kelly 1.” In the background some music started playing softly.

“Can I open my eyes yet,” Kelly asked with a slight giggle.

“Not yet, just need to get something be just a moment,” he said rushing to the kitchen to grab the candles.

“Okay now,” he replied. He had just finished lighting the candles on the table.

“What’s the occasion,” she asked breathing in deeply the scent of the candles. She almost purred in excitement.

“Oh just small anniversary,” he replied with a giant smile.

“You remembered?”

“Of course dear, I hope this will be the first of many special nights.”

After she had been seated he brought out a covered tray and with a flourish took the cover off to show off Orion Sword fish.

“Is it fresh?”

“Yes very fresh.”

“It must have been expensive; you really didn’t have to go through any huge expense on my account.”

“You are worth every credit my dear. Cost was of no importance for tonight,” he said kissing her right hand.

She let out a barely audible sigh, which he was to joyful to even have heard.

They ate their dinner, it was full of all of her favorites, as usual Harvey had been the excellent cook and everything was to the peak of perfection.

After they had finished, she started to get to put the dishes in the sink.

“Leave them for now, my love. I have one more thing to make tonight complete.”

“Oh? And whatever could that be,” she said with a smile on her face. He pulled out a small box from his pocket and got down to one knee.

If on queue as he got down to one knee the house communicator device started buzzing.

“Odd I thought I had turned that off,” Harvey said looking over his shoulder.

“Please dear go answer it,” she asked.

“No, I’ll let the computer get it.”

“Please Harvey go answer it, it will spoil the mood if it keeps buzzing.”

“Of course dear.” He slipped the box back into his pocket and went to the communicator.

He was startled to find that it wasn’t it buzzing, but the secure line. He walked over to the picture frame and put his right hand on it, a green light buzzed up and down the light and the wall panel next to him opened up.

“This had better be important, I’m just about to pop the question to my girlfriend,” he muttered to himself.

Barely audible he thought he heard Kelly whisper, “if I could have I would have said yes.”

The symbol of Center sat in the middle of the screen with the text, “Incoming Encrypted Call” was below it.

“Captain Klaxon Authorization Alpha 23Baker,” he said with his hand on the second palm reader.

“Harvey I’m sorry to have waken you,” a female voice said on the other side.

“I don’t know what you want, but you just spoiled a very big dinner for me and my girlfriend.”

“Captain Klaxon, I need you to wake up,” he barely heard a voice say with deep concern on the other end.

“I’m awake, sorry Ma’am” he replied shaking his head.

“I’m sending a transport, something happened to Ms. Shelby.”

“What do you mean something happened? she’s in the other room eating.”

She just shook her head, “Snap out of it Harvey.”

A cough caught in his throat.

“I’ll be ready,” he said with out really paying attention.

He disconnected the connection, and walked back into the dining room. It was just as he had left it, the food was still steaming off the main plate, his glass of wine was almost empty, her’s was still full. He then noticed her plate had not been touched.

“It can’t be,” he muttered to himself.

If you have been following me for a while you know that I’m writing an audio drama called Harvey Klaxon: Problem Specialist. While the first season is still in production they tell me its nearly ready to be released. I thought I would also work on a “novelization” of the idea as well. This won’t exactly follow the Audio drama as there are scenes like chases, that are hard to do via audio dramas but very easy to do via text.

I wouldn’t call this exactly a serial as it doesn’t meet all of the requirements of a serial, however I will be releasing these on a nearly weekly basis. Please do let me know what you think of them! Now with out further ado Harvey Klaxon: Problem Specialist episode 0:

The End of Curog

Harvey guided the parachute easily to his destination, a few feet off the ground, in single well rehearsed motion he triggered the release of the parachute, dropped to the ground rolling and came up in a squatted position. His phaser gun was in his left hand.

“The duck has landed,” he said into his microphone.

A couple of moments later a hatch about 2 feet behind him popped open. He made his way over to the hatch and dropped in.

“We have floors 10 to 8 secure, met little resistance,” said the solider dressed all in battle fatigues.

“Very good, Copperfield.”

He was led down to a hallway on 9 which had rooms of computers on either side of it. Some of them appeared to be out of an ancient movie others were top of the line even by Control’s standards. A group of soldiers were standing next to one console in particular.

“Ah Harvey, good to see you,” Dexter said turning around from the console.

“So what do we have here,” Harvey asked as he walked up.

“The security seems to be higher on this system than we were expecting. We’re hoping you can crack it for us.”

Harvey sat down, and brought out a few tools that he had with him. “Are we able to get a signal out?”

It took a few moments but a transceiver box was brought to him. He turned it on and plugged into his devices.
“Box 005 A Ready” one of the boxes announced after a couple of moments. The last connection was made and his hacking boxes were talking to the server they were trying to hack into. Unlike a human hacker who could at best only try a couple of methods at a time, this box was able to try 5,000 ways at the same time. Still it required someone who knew what they were doing to read and understand the results.

With in a few moments the server was responding to Harvey as if he was one of the people who was supposed to be running it. A half hour later the entire contents of the server’s library had been transferred to the nearest Control database where security would be going through it with a fine tooth comb.

“All done,” Harvey announced as he started packing up the boxes. He tossed the transceiver back to the agent who gave it to him.

“Explosives planted and ready for the word,” Harvey heard over his ear piece.

“Everyone out,” another voice said.

An organized dash to the main lobby was underway. Between the 8th and 7th floor Harvey connected his glasses to the mission system. It flashed blueprints of the building, where automated defense systems were, and various other important information.

As he passed by a door to one of the many garages, he tapped his communicator, “Duck to Eagle.”

A few seconds later, “Go ahead Duck, welcome to the team.”

“Did you count for all of the vehicles? I see some of the slots are empty in garage 7b.”

The once dead communication line was all of a sudden full of jabber as people were double checking reports that had been previously placed in.

They were soon meeting up in camera control room on the second floor, and saw that during their raid that the building had not been as empty as once thought, as five different vehicles left from different garages since the team had shown up.

It was decided to bring in more reinforcements to do a scan of the building to make sure no one was hiding anywhere.

~*~

Three hours later, Harvey found himself checking his watch.

“How long before she comes back,” asked Agent Morris.

“I’ve been that obvious?”

“Only to those of us who know you,” he replied smiling back.

“She’s supposed to be back in about four hours from now I believe.”

“Don’t worry I’ll make sure your home by then.”

“I hope so, big evening planned.”

~*~

An hour later they were all standing outside. Doing last moment check to make sure that the building was empty of their own team.

“All sections report they are green,” someone said.

“Attention all units, the building is now in countdown mode, we have T-Minus 2 minutes starting now,” Morris said in everyone’s headset. A click was made and the board showing the status of all of the bombs went green, with a countdown above it.

Two minutes later the building was mere rubble on the ground.

“So much for the Curog Syndicate,” Morris said as the dust began to settle.

“Still a few vehicles out there,” Harvey said to no one in particular.

“True but most of the syndicate was all in there, or are now on hold in other computers. You and Kelly have a good evening tonight Harvey.”

“Thank you sir,” he replied and left to get the dinner ready.