Continued from scene forty-five
The conversation around the table took on a more serious tone as time moved forward.
“Linda, please let the women’s club know how much I appreciate their hard work.”
“I will.”
“Doc, you look tired. Should I assume things did not go as planned?”
“No, we got what we needed. Robert has the highlights. And Nicky will have a complete transcript for you by noon.”
“In that case, Robert, If you’re ready, I’m all ears.”
After taking a quick sip of coffee, he opened his notebook. “Chief, we worked Echo’s memories and placed Mitch under like you asked. Our cyber team is verifying the information as we speak but what I am about to tell you is fact as far as I’m concerned.
Both Borya and Echo were isolated from other Ghost members for well over two years before coming to America. This was done to keep crucial information from being read if captured. In Borya’s case, it worked. However, Echo was a different story.”
“How so?”
“She may be a bimbo, as you said, but her skills of seduction have served her well. While Borya was training for their mission as instructed. Echo was sleeping with a Ghost security officer, who gave up money and memories with every encounter. So it is with great confidence that I tell you over half the tribal Chiefs have aligned themselves with Ghost; twenty right here in the good ole USA. Including our friends from Texas. It appears the doppelganger videos were being used as a scare tactic to get Chiefs still sitting on the fence to join. And finally, with or without the remaining tribe’s approval, “Operation Dark Night” will take place by the end of the year.”
“I have two questions. Were all tribes asked to join the outliers?”
“No”
“In that case, what criteria was used to pick the ones who were?”
“I’m not sure?”
“Linda, Robert, pick up Jill Hanson and place her in Kate’s cell. We’ll meet you there.”
“Kate’s scratches are all over the walls,” I interjected. It’s a hellish place to put someone who was friends with her.
“Christian, I am fully aware of the room’s appearance.”
“Then why do it?”
“Because I want something out of her, she will not give up anywhere else. Doc, are you ready to go?”
Looking up from a fresh plate of scrambled eggs, he said, “Sure, where to?”
“I’ll assume your lack of sleep prevented you from comprehending the conversation we just had in this room, so follow us, and I will fill you in on the ride over. Christian, you drive.”
Continued to scene forty seven
Shift is an online work of fiction.
This is the first draft of my manuscript Shift – Don’t judge a book by its cover. I am writing it online in sections as I go. So feel free to comment, good or bad. If you see mistakes, point them out.
The story centers around shapeshifting.
I’m currently working on chapter nine.
Timothy French 