A Shattered Soul

Part Four: Silent Rage

12:13 A.M.  Taegun sat in bed staring at the ceiling.  He couldn’t accept what he had heard hours before hand.  When he woke up, Tearson explained how Mushad was keeping tabs of any surveying CIA or Black Ops and found Taegun.  He constantly monitored him twenty four hours a day.  Taegun saw pictures of himself sitting at an empty noodle shop, sitting alone in bed pretending to talk to any imaginary prostitute, and have conversations with friends that didn’t even exist.  According to Mushad, Taegun lived a very private solitude life.  He even recorded the raid when Taegun was supposedly going to pick up Damini for dinner.  The conversation that he had with The Colonel was actually true.  Taegun did assault Buncha for him asking Taegun to unload the drugs because Taegun was the only one there.  There were no other residents in Tony’s house.  Taegun owned both the house and the apartment.  He was a paranoid schizophrenic.  That night that Buncha’s men attacked Taegun was also real.   The two cars that exploded were filled with other men that Taegun worked with but never spoken to.  He was the only survivor.  Mushad wanted him dead so he wouldn’t rat out Mushad’s location or plan even though now his very own plan has backfired.  His whole life was a lie.  Tearson said the night Taegun killed the innocent Thai family may have been true but his childhood was a different story.  Taegun was raised normally with his two parents and his sister Whitney.  His parents still lived in Boston and Whitney lives with her husband in San Francisco.  He couldn’t be able to ponder any memory without suspecting whether or not it was real.  Why me?

“I am sorry Taegun, for everything.  We should have had a backup squad.  We would have found you” Tearson said as she entered the room.

Hiland had fallen asleep in the other patient’s bed.  They weren’t going to move out until day break and the jet lag was still a huge factor. 

“I had fallen in love with a twenty three year old prostitute.  Right before the rockets blew off I thought I gave her an envelope with a message saying that I loved her.  Also inside was 100,000 dollars.  She could have forged a passport for two people and gotten out of Thailand for good.  She wanted to start up a noodle shop and work alongside a father figure to her.  He was another imaginary friend of mine, Mr. Wattanna.  He was the only one who tried to save me from the brink.  He had enough money saved up to bring along with them.  I was going to surprise him, when we would get back from the drop off.  I can’t believe it all wasn’t real” Taegun said.

“Is it sort of a relief, knowing now that all that pressure is gone?” asked Tearson.

“Somewhat, but there is only one thing I have to fix” said Taegun.

“What’s that?” asked Tearson.

“I’m going to get Mushad, not for all those I thought who died, but for those I know who died like Roy” said Taegun.

Tearson paused.  Wouldn’t she be happy that he still wanted to see the job finished?  What was her problem?

“Therein lies a problem Taegun”

His heart sunk with the next sentence that came out of her mouth.

“We need Mushad alive”

Four days later.  7:46 A.M.  Taegun was back on his medication and began to start moving about the hospital.  He needed to be physically prepared the next time he were to meet Mushad or better yet Kasol.  Taegun’s entire life had all been a lie and now justice will make its pass over that bastard.  Revenge would be taken with his death and in the ashes will raise the shining of the light; a new future, which Taegun can set for himself.  Tearson had explained that Kasol had sold various government secrets to several terrorist cells and the CIA needed to know exactly who he sold them too.  There was no way that Taegun could have known who the buyers were, but there could be a chance of finding someone who did.