Scarred Perceptions

A chance sighting started it. A mere bump and the slightest flicker of recognition, but there are some people so vile, so greedy, self-centred and egotistical, they are impossible to forget. Why was the man there? And what havoc was the slime about to unleash? Surely a little digging through some computer databases wouldn't go amiss. The truth is almost too much to handle. Alex is already way too late. The damage has been going on for years. Will carry on if he doesn't do something about it. But who can he trust? Not the military. They are already ignoring his frantic calls, his terrifying emails. And now they have sent someone after him. They are on his tail, closing in fast, and he's out of time, out of luck, and out of options. Until he can get hold of vital evidence, he's on the run. But how could he leave without seeing his friends one last time? It would be chancy. Though he trusts them with his life, he daren't let them know the truth. They wouldn't stand back and let things run their course. They would require action. Fast and furious. Lethal retribution. Immediately. But one wrong move would bring them all down, close the château, and finish the rehabilitation centre. Something that couldn't happen. Too many people needed them. Perhaps if the person following him could be avoided, Alex would have time to complete his investigation. Time to collect enough proof to give them all some peace of mind. All he needs to do is find out who they are. Then shut them out and take them down. With right on his side it should be easy. It's just a pity that their investigator has stalked a path straight into his heart.