Had it really been four months since she’d lost her husband? In one massive bum fuck explosion she and her son had lost everything, their home, his father (her husband), everything, gone!
It was still a shock to find out he was more than the monster she had always thought.
Four months prior at the Militant facility located in Vancouver, Canada.
“They are all dead? My husband was in there,” Josie said calmly looking at the smoke coming out of the facilities’ windows in disbelief. She couldn’t tell anything was wrong with the building. The structure looked okay on the outside but she knew there had been a bombing because while she was out on her run she felt the ground tremble.
“Ma’am, I am sorry but there isn’t anything we can do. The bodies were destroyed in the explosion,” The militant soldier said, “Maybe contact someone higher up. I can’t do anything for you Mrs. Logan. Please leave.”
The soldier escorted her to her car roughly shoving her into the driver’s side thrusting a mental order into her mind. You won’t come back if you’d know what is good for you.
A man shrouded in the shadows watched as Mrs. Logan drove away.
“Who was that?”
The soldier didn’t flinch when the voice came up behind him.
“That was the Doctor’s wife. There was no evidence that she knew anything about who she was married to,” The soldier explained, he would do his duty but he didn’t want an innocent woman and child killed.
“The Doctor created the Orb and he will be honored if it works the way he said it would. Don’t kill the wife just make sure she stays out of the way. For now,” With the order given, the man disappeared back into the shadows.
“As you wish sir,” The soldier responded not turning around.
Present time 2233- Flagstaff, Arizona
It used to help her think straight, walking in the woods, but this walk did nothing to clear her head. She let her mind drift over the horrible day that brought them to the mountains as she stopped to catch her breath.
Josie went to the base to find out if anyone made it out alive. After they informed her that her husband had died she found herself driving home with her mind in a fog.
She blindly turned into the drive and pulled into the garage. She closed the garage door the minute the car was clear and put the car in park. She sat for a moment with her head on the steering wheel trying to remember how she got there. She didn’t understand what was happening. Her whole life had changed in a blink of an eye.
Finally finding the strength to drag herself out of the car she entered the house. Walking from room to room she finally ended up in her husband’s library. She looked around for some sign of what was going on. Her husband had become a stranger the last two years. He was coming home late or not at all. Sometimes he wouldn’t come out of his library, and his crazy request to call him “Doctor” was, well, crazy. She had put it down to his work, thinking that had been the real cause. It had to be.
Maybe he was having a nervous breakdown. Now she’d never find out.
She walked around the room slowly. The walls were covered with shelves filled with books from floor to ceiling. There were Greek statues scattered around the room. She touched every surface. Wondering what her husband would have been like if he’d stayed away from the militant. She walked over to the book case and touched the copy of “The Canon of Medicine”. This was her husband’s favorite and rarest book worth a fortune. She ran her finger up
Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 11.11.2013
ISBN: 978-3-7309-6104-9
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