Chapter 4 - Unanswered Questions
The journalist was patiently waiting in the room on the first floor, having not been allowed even to go to the first floor offices. She was of no particular beauty nor charm, yet was skilled in her job of obtaining information. It was her first big case, and so she could not contain her excitement as she thought of the pride she’d feel after passing the juicy details onto her boss. She already imagined a promotion - she kept telling herself not to get hopes up too high, but continued dreaming nevertheless. She sat at the edge of the chair, tugging at her striped jumper, her patience wearing thin each second, it seemed. But, so did the patience of the ones who watched her from a camera lens, hidden in the corner of the room. Behind the lens were the ‘surveillance men’ - two middle-aged, constantly bored men with a ridiculously dark sense of humour and a passion for gambling. One was a younger intern of three weeks, another a man who has worked the job for little over two years, named Jonah. The intern mumbled, his eyes still glued to the screen:
‘‘Do you think he’ll show up?’’
‘‘Not sure.’’
‘‘Does he, ever?’’ - the intern asked, now turning to his mentor.
‘‘Sometimes... when he feels like it.’’
‘‘How come they let him work here, then?’’
The mentor let out a dry laugh, and shrugged his shoulders.
‘‘The Judge likes him.’’
‘‘Oh, there he is!’’ - the intern exclaimed, and moved his chair even closer.
The other man smirked, amused at the excitement of the younger intern. He turned the monitor a little forward, thinking to himself how long it would take for the ‘newbie’ to become like him.
Renjin entered the room quietly, seeming even a little unsure whether there was someone inside - rather, hoping there was noone. The journalist sprang up from her seat and immediately greeted Renjin with a firm handshake.
‘‘So glad to finally meet you!’’
‘‘Yeah. You too.’’
Both sat down into armchairs significantly less comfortable than in the judge’s office, and didn’t even have the chance to exchange glances again before the journalist flipped a switch on her recorder and bombarded Renjin with questions. It was at these times that Renjin hated his job - his official one, at least. Apart from assisting the judge, he was given many other tasks no one else really wanted to do, maybe because of his age and lack of professionalism, maybe because he was in endless debt to Risedo.
The surveillance men watched the screen blankly, like a dull film. The camera was hard to notice even in a room so plain, yet its sight captured the entire room. In fact, there were several of them, hidden behind white plaques in the walls. They had only been installed several months ago - an anonymous and generous donation provided the Justice Hall with the means to buy them. If one was to look closely, the cameras could be found in almost every corner of the Hall - it was one of the top priorities of the management to make sure there were no blind spots. Considering the many functions the Hall had, and its position on the border between two districts, the cameras were able to ensure total control over any activity in the Hall and even outside it.
‘‘Do you really want to hear the story all over again?’’ - Renjin asked reluctantly.
‘‘Sure! Since you work at the Hall, you might see it all very differently.’’
Renjin was holding up his head with his arm, physically restraining himself from slumping in his seat.
‘‘Alright. They’ve existed for centuries and there are only legends that remain of the reasons and causes of their existence...’’
‘‘The Rholtaii?’’
‘‘Yes, the Rholtaii. That’s what you asked me about.’’
The journalist smiled sweetly and, with an eager hand gesture, signalled Renjin to continue speaking. He did continue, attempting to sound like he droned on and on:
‘‘They are immensely powerful. All this time we’ve all tried to find out as much as possible about them, but they remained shrouded in mystery all this time. They are especially trained individuals, assassins, thieves...’’
He repeated a memorised speech, however the woman listened with awe. The surveillance men were very familiar with that speech, and so paid even less attention to their screens.
‘‘...Legend has it that they don’t speak at all since they don’t need to. They communicate somehow otherwise, by sign language or even by telepathy, some say.’’
‘‘And what do you think?’’
The question had nearly caught Renjin off guard, since he was eager to answer but didn’t know how to phrase his thoughts.
‘‘They are masters in their craft. I have no knowledge of how they operate, but it is a technique they’ve used for centuries, since every murder is their trademark. All we can do is examine the work after it’s been done.’’
‘‘What of their purpose?’’ - the journalist continued, her smile now beginning to annoy Renjin.
‘‘As I have said, their origins are unknown, and I doubt will ever be known. But, their purpose now depends on who leads them.’’
The woman nodded her head repeatedly, once again eager for Renjin to continue.
‘‘Umm... So, the last leader of the Rholtaii was a woman named Odilia Whimmer. She was the daughter of a politics teacher, thus a good speaker and knowledgeable. She referred to the Rholtaii not as a police force, like the previous leader, but rather as...’’
‘‘The Guardian Angels.’’
‘‘Yes.’’
Renjin gulped nervously, as the gruesome murder scene re-appeared unvoluntarily in his head. He flipped his hair to the side, in attempt to shake away the image of a crimson red fountain and a dead woman’s body, soaked in her own blood. His mind seemed to exagerrate what he had seen; he then felt sick. The men’s attention was instantly drawn to the moving picture, since Renjin wasn’t brilliant at hiding his emotions.
‘‘What’s wrong with him?’’ - the intern was quick to ask.
‘‘He was the one who found the body first. I called him when it all happened.’’
‘‘Can we get to the point, Miss? I’m quite busy.’’ - Renjin snapped, quickly re-gaining his ability of speech.
‘‘Alright. Is Odilia dead?’’
‘‘Yes.’’ - he replied, doing his best to sound calm.
‘‘Why?’’
‘‘Heart attack. She had been battling with a blood disease for a while now.’’
At this point, the mentor beyond the camera smirked once again, shaking his head from side to side.
‘‘So, it's not at all because she made the law bend as she pleased.’’ - she asked, crossing her legs.
''As I said, it's not a murder. It's death by natural causes.''
''I understand. Then, what next?'' - the journalist looked a little suspicious, but Renjin took no notice.
‘‘The next leader will be chosen as normal, by all customs. We’ll just have to wait until he or she surfaces.’’
The journalist continued to ask questions, as if she had prepared an endless list beforehand. Renjin, having forced himself to calm down now felt a little more comfortable, yet still bored. He maintained his careful choice of words, recited the speech he had practiced with Risedo many times, and treated this journalist just like he had treated all others. Of course, he couldn’t help but feel a little nervous when his personal opinion was asked: he could not afford to speak too much, at this stage of events especially. When the hour had passed, Renjin rather excitedly sprang up from his seat, stretching his hand out for a handshake.
‘‘Thank you, Miss.’’
‘‘Thank you too, Mister Renjin. I’ve got plenty of material. Oh, there’s another column I shall be writing in the near future concerning the rubys. Is it possible to meet again?’’
‘‘We’ll keep in contact with you, see how things go.’’
The journalist gave Renjin a last smile of satisfaction and headed for the door. The assistant to the judge escorted her to the exit, and immediately raced up the stairs. The surveillance men didn’t even bother switching screens to see where he was going, since in a couple of short minutes, the door of their surveillance room flew open.
‘‘Jonah, I have to see what Risedo and the detective are talking about!’’ - he blurted out, quickly shutting the door behind him and rushing towards the screens.
The older mentor, stopped Renjin’s near sprint by simply putting his large arm to the side, and replied calmly:
‘‘Not allowed, son. Sorry.’’
‘‘Come on, this one’s serious!’’
‘‘Sure it is.’’
Renjin let out a heavy sigh, and pushed forward in a futile attempt to get past.
‘‘We have orders, RJ, and unlike you, we follow them.’’ - Jonah spoke again, this time in a slightly more firm voice.
‘‘Alright, alright.’’
Renjin backed away in disappointment. However, he still demanded:
‘‘Can you at least show me any footage of the guy?’’
‘‘Go talk to Risedo, kid. I won’t show you anything. The only guy I can show you on this screen is Mr.Lurse. But that one’s pretty boring, and you don’t have time to deal with him.’’
Just as Jonah’s attention was drawn to him, RJ was able to catch sight of the man in green leaving the building on a monitor he could still see.
‘‘Okay. Hey, do you mind covering for me tonight? I’m out with Anna.’’
‘‘Oh, you’re still with her? Wonder how she puts up with you.’’ - he sighed, crossing his fat arms. - ‘‘For the last time, RJ.’’
‘‘Thanks, man, I owe you.’’ - Renjin replied, waving goodbye as he raced out the door once again.
End of chapter
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I remembered the strikethrough feature!
Okay, the dash/period thing with speech tags. I'm just going to give you this model and leave you to do the correcting.
This
should look like
always. While I'm here, let's go over another common mistake in this area.
Why is this wrong? The comma. Remember that a comma is only used when one is describing how a character said something (declared, announced, whispered, etc.), not some other action he/she performs as they speak or after they speak.
Remember that not all of my comments are critiques—a lot of them are just things that pop into my head as I'm reading. Sometimes they're just questions I have that end up getting answered later on, sometimes they're things I'm confused about. You should pay attention to all of them, as how your reader interacts with your piece is of great importance, but they're not all criticism. The vast majority are, but not all of them.
Again, not too much happened here. An interview is a great way to hold your audience's attention whilst feeding us some much-needed information about the plot, but god, something better happen soon. I mean, he found the body, that was cool, but that was for like ten seconds and afterward he went into some room and stared at the ceiling for two hours and not too much has happened since then. You've built the framework for an exciting story, but it's time to get moving!
Of course, it's only, what, four chapters in. So maybe I'm just being impatient.
Later gator.
-Kafka
Here again, Polinka!
I'm glad that not all the questions that we had were answered. Now things make a lot more sense to us. I'd give also something about Mr. Lurse because he seems suspicious and is mentioned all the time. Just a small tease would help
As for swapping the two chapters around like you asked in your PM, I say go for it! If I were you, I'd combine the two with the scene from chapter four first... although I'd assume he'd try to run upstairs first.
Woo! Answers at last
The majority of the points that I wanted to mention also applied to the earlier chapters so I'll mainly be focusing on a few nitpicks here and there.
Why the dashes? They're not necessary at all.
It should be *rubies.
I think the first paragraph is where you tell us too much information without showing us and I think that a much more suitable way to present that info is through her thoughts. Since she's very new to this, how would she react? What are her impressions of Renjin?
Speaking of telling too much, I noticed this in other places too.
I think 'rather excitedly' doesn't need to be there - his emotions are clear and the phrase is redundant and only really serves the purpose of increasing your word count. Things like this happens in other places too - and it just makes the reader feel like they're being told the information because they wouldn't be able to understand it.
I hope my review helped and I'm off to the next chapter!
Keep writing,
~Blues.
Hey there polink!



So you're back with the fourth chapter and I'm back to review it!
I'll be honest, I liked this chapter the most among all of them. You filled in the missing gaps, every single one of them. It's very good now that I understand the whole gist of it. The Rholtaii seem to be some kind of legendary cult, but they do justice instead of harm. The lady that died was their leader. Still I don't get the Mr. Lurse thing, he wasn't related to the Rholtaii was he?
There was a lot of dialogue in this, and I appreciate that you took me suggestion of explaining the back story through dialogue. It's one of the easiest ways to get the back story from the appearance of a journalist in the story. It's a easy but very effective way. Some people that try to narrate everything out end up screwing up.
Since there's the new introduction of the footage and the surveillance men, I shall offer my two cents about that. First of all, they were like security guards weren't they? They were described as one. Looking through cameras positioned everywhere. What was their job scope though? Were they there to record interviews such as these, that related to the Rholtaii? Were interviews like these always conducted with them watching?
Usually in my stories, I try to let the reader have most of the back story so they won't get confused by what is happening. I thought that however you could explain all of these slightly earlier, or maybe let them out each chapter instead of all at once. If a reader needs to wait until the fourth chapter to find out about something that could have been told in the first chapter, then some editing may be in place.
I'm still enjoying this though. It's an interesting concept you have here now that I understand the back story. I'm even more eager to read further chapters.
Cheers, Lycando!