The Bronze Man


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Medea and Jason arrived to a mostly abandoned Olympus Lightning building. Pelias himself met them at the door to let them in past security. Pelias looked worn out. Covering up the Fleece’s disappearance for the day must have been taking its toll. He led them into the building, up the elevator to the thirty-seventh floor, and down the hall to his office. “I don’t believe I know of you, and I’m familiar with most of the New Olympus Heroes Union members,” Pelias said as he sized up the Medea.
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“I’m from out of town. Jason brought me on as a freelancer,” Medea responded, with a little ice in her tone.
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Pelias leaned back in his office chair. “Oh really? Tell me, what is your specialty?”
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“Forensic accounting.”
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Pelias laughed, noting Medea’s glamorous appearance. “Sweetheart, I run a department of accountants. I think I can recognize one when I see one, and you are not an accountant.”
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“My quest, my team, Pelias,” Jason responded, jumping to Medea’s defense.
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“Fair enough. No offense intended,” he told Medea in a completely disingenuous tone. “And where is the rest of the team, Jason?”
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“Well, Orpheus is taking a nap and Herk is watching him sleep.” Pelias flashed him a curious look. “It’s a long story,” Jason told him. “Atlanta is in jail for murder—don’t worry, she didn’t do it. The twins are looking for evidence to clear her name.”
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“And?” Pelias asked.
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“And what?”
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“What about my son?”
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“What about him?”
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“He’s supposed to be with you.”
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“Ahhh, yes. About that.” Jason shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “We seem to have—ahem—lost him.”
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Pelias’ chair snapped forward, bringing him with it. “You what?”
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“We lost him.”
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“I heard you the first time. What do you mean you lost him?”
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“We were hoping you could help us with that. Could you maybe call him and ask where he is? We haven’t heard from him.”
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Without responding, Pelias picked up his office phone and dialed. After waiting for a few moments, he hung up. “Right to voicemail. Jason, if you’ve gotten Ace into trouble with one of your harebrained schemes….” The businessman was too busy fuming to finish the sentence.
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“Hey, I told him to stay in the car.”
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“And?”
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“And when we got back the car was missing. I’m sure he’s fine.”
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Pelias tried to quell the steam that was about to come bursting from the sides of his skull. “Please tell me that you’ve at least made some progress.”
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Jason nodded. “We think we know who stole the Fleece and how they got into the building. That’s the good news. The bad news is that the thief is dead and the Fleece is still nowhere to be found.”
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“That doesn’t sound like a lot of progress.”
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Jason grimaced. “It gets worse. Your worry that this was an inside job is looking more and more likely.” He passed on all the information the twins had uncovered, plus what Yu had told them before being dragged off by the Amazons. “I’d like to talk to your head of security,” he told his uncle. “Try to confirm what Yu said, maybe find out who has been using his security badge if it wasn’t him.”
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Pelias nodded. “Sure. Mr. Talos is still here.” He picked up the phone again and dialed. “Mr. Talos. This is Pelias up in Finance. I’m sending two contractors down to discuss our current ‘security situation.’ Please give them anything they ask for. Yes, they’ll be right down.” He hung up and turned back to Jason. “The security offices are downstairs on the 2nd subbasement level. I’m going to call some of Ace’s friends and see if they’ve heard from him. I’ll let you know if I hear anything and I assume you’ll do the same.”
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The hero nodded. “Sure thing, uncle.” He and Medea rose and headed to the door.
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“Oh, and Jason?” Pelias motioned for him to come close and he complied. “Keep an eye on that one,” he whispered in his ear. “I don’t trust her as far as I could throw her.”
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“Interesting words coming from a serpent like you. My plans don’t include throwing her.” He winked impishly and left the office.
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As they walked back down the hall to the elevator, Medea spoke up. “So that was the bastard of the boardroom. He doesn’t seem so bad.”
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Jason grunted in affirmation. He really didn’t want to have this conversation.
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Medea did not take the hint. “Of course, he might have calmed down over the last few years. You would know better than me. Are you two close?”
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“I try to stay at arm’s length. Pelias has a bad habit of stabbing his relatives.”
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There was a brief moment of awkward silence. “Jason,” Medea started. “I’m sorry. That was insensitive of me. I heard rumors about your father. I guess I just thought it was a rumor.”
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“You know an awful lot about me, Medea,” Jason said pointedly. “I think at some point you might have to shed some light on yourself.” And he left it at that.
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As they made it down to the subbasement level, the door opened and revealed one of the largest individuals Jason had ever seen. He would have dwarfed even Herk, but that wasn’t the man’s most obvious physical characteristic. The imposing figure appeared to be completely hairless—and his skin was bronze. So bronze, in fact, that it looked like he was a statue cast out of the metal or at the very least a street performer that had painted his skin that color. It even had a metallic sheen.
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“Whoa,” Medea couldn’t help exclaiming.
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The bronze man didn’t seem to notice. He didn’t seem to have any expression on his face at all. “Are you two the contractors that Mr. Pelias sent down?” he asked in a deep, rumbling voice.
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Jason nodded affirmatively. “Mr. Talos?”
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The bronze giant made no indication.
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“You should really lay off on the tanning bed,” Jason said, trying to break the ice. “There are other ways to deal with seasonal affective disorder.”
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“It’s a genetic condition. Come with me,” was all he said. He led the duo down the hall to his office. There appeared to be some construction in process—a pile of lumber sat in the hall outside of the office and a tape measure, level, and nail gun rested on top of the wood.
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“Doing some renovations?” Jason asked.
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Talos grunted. “It’s mostly for show. But it has given us a plausible excuse for closing off the entire wing of the building where the Fleece was being held.”
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“That’s smart,” Jason noted.
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“I know.” The man took a close look at the hero. “I know you. Jason. You are one of the heroes from the Argo.” Both were statements, not questions, so Jason did not bother to confirm.
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“I’m trying to verify some information we have come across during our investigation.”
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“This is an internal matter,” Mr. Talos replied stiffly. “We do not need outside interference, especially not from you has-beens.”
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Jason let the insult slide off his back. “That’s not for either of us to decide. You’ve got your orders, and I’ve got mine, and I’m pretty sure that for both of us those orders are to play nice.”
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“What information would you like me to verify?” Talos responded.
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“You have a security guard on staff named Yu Phemus that didn’t show up for his shift last night while the Fleece was being stolen.”
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“Is that a question or a statement?”
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“Either. Feel free to expand upon the statement or answer the question.”
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“He called in and told me that he’d sprained his ankle and couldn’t walk. He’s a subpar guard and would probably make an abysmal thief. And since he was not here when the Fleece was stolen, I doubt highly that he did it. Do you have evidence showing otherwise?”
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“No, but your own security records show that someone used Yu’s security card to access the area by the vault during the heist.” Talos made no indication as to whether or not this was new information to him.
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“So your working theory is that Yu called in sick, but then came in anyway and stole the Fleece? I hope that we are not paying you heroes that much for your stellar detective work.”
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Ignoring the further criticism, Jason soldiered on with his line of questioning. “Yu claims that someone stole his ID card last Tuesday and that he reported it to you.”
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Mr. Talos stiffened. “You talked to Yu?”
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Jason nodded. “You haven’t?”
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“I’ve been following up on other leads.”
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“Care to share any of them?” Jason asked.
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“That would be premature.”
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“Well I heard something really interesting about how Yu sprained his ankle. We did a little extra research and you’d be amazed at what one of his neighbors saw.”
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For the first time in the conversation, the bronze man showed at hint of emotion: it was a mix of fear and disbelief. “That is impossible. There were no witnesses.” Talos immediately realized that he had revealed too much. He lunged forward, roaring, and wrapped his huge hands around Jason’s neck. Jason struggled against the giant man, but Talos was far too strong. The security chief wrestled the hero to the ground and continued to choke the life out of him. Medea leapt on top of Talos and began to scratch at his back, but with a slight shrug the bronze man tossed her from his back and onto the floor.
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Jason pawed at Talos’ face but could feel his energy being sapped out of him little by little as the seconds passed. Why did I leave Herk with Orpheus? was all he could think as he began to slip out of consciousness.
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Just as he was about to sink into oblivion, Jason heard a loud cha-chunk followed immediately by a cry of anguish. The hands around his neck loosened and Talos reeled back, clutching his own neck. He grasped at it frantically, and without thinking pulled a foreign object free from his neck. It was a long copper nail. A few feet away, Medea crouched with a look of horror on her face and Talos’ nail gun in her hand. Once the nail was free, blood spurted from the man’s neck, much like he was in a low budget horror film. The bronze man fell to his knees and tried to call out, but only gurgled up blood.
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Having barely regained his senses, Jason got to his feet and looked for something to stop the bleeding. Not seeing anything in the office, he pulled off his own shirt and held it tight to the security chief’s neck.
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“Hang on, you bastard. You’re no good to me dead,” Jason said.
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“Awwww, Awwwww,” Talos gasped. “Autolycus,” he finally forced out.
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“I know, I know,” Jason told him. “But why, and for whom?”
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“Collll,” he struggled to finish. The bronze man was fading fast.
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“Come on, man!” Still holding the shirt tight with one hand, Jason slapped Talos across the face, trying to keep him conscious.
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“Colll, Collllchhhhhis,” he managed to get out, and then his body went into a fit of convulsions followed by an awful grim peace.
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“Dammit!” Jason swore. He looked over at Medea and she was shaking visibly, her eyes affixed to the bloodied, bronze corpse lying on the floor and her hand still on the trigger of the nail gun.
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Jason moved slowly and methodically over to her, though he was still a bit groggy. “It’s alright,” he said, attempting to soothe her. “It’s over now. You can put down the gun.” Her eyes darted back and forth wildly between Jason and Talos. Jason sat down next to her and gently eased the nail gun out of her grasp and placed it on the floor. Placing his arm over her shoulder, he pulled her into a tight embrace. “It’s ok. It’s ok,” he repeated over and over again.
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After a few minutes, her breathing and pulse both went back to normal. “I think I’m ok,” she finally told him.
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“Are you sure?”
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She nodded. “He was going to kill you, and I just reacted.”
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“You got him right in the jugular,” Jason told her, sounding a little impressed. “It turns out that you are still the hero of this adventure, not me.”
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Medea couldn’t help but smile as she cuddled up in Jason’s arms. The smile didn’t last long. “That last thing he said, did he say what I think he said?” she asked.
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“Something about Colchis,” Jason responded. “Does that mean anything to you?”
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“The Colchis Corporation is a military contractor—they make everything from machine guns to missiles and use them to arm their own private army.”
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“Mercenaries?”
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“Exactly. They’ve been trying to set up shop in New Olympus for years now, but OLI has blocked them from getting any support from the city council.”
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“And so they not only take OLI’s number one source of income—Colchis uses the moment of weakness as an opportunity to encroach upon OLI’s territory.” That was a scenario that finally made some sense.
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“Trust me, you do not want Colchis operating in your town. They’re animals.”
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“How do you know so much about them?” Jason asked.
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Medea looked up at Jason with her deep, dark eyes. “Because their CEO just happens to be my father.”

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