They had died when helping thwart a plan to undermine the government of the United States. Now Ben and Susan have returned from the dead and they must bring that government down. Standing in their way are Michael Black and Michelle Gray, the bodies of whom they now occupy.
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Michelle appeared dazed but it was evident to me that she was lost deep in thought. She was trying to digest one more missing piece of a life she'd never known, of a life she could have never known.
Our minds embraced for the briefest of moments. I sensed an assurance in her thoughts that she understood that it was not the time to dwell on the revelations of the past.
"David ... of course," Michelle whispered. "He's been right there, under our noses all along. He was working for Gates at the New Hampshire facility when he helped us ..."
"...Then he went to work for us," I added. I turned to face Jordan but deliberately addressed the Bishop King persona, "He's been working for you, hasn't he?"
There was a subtle nod of his head in acknowledgement. "I suppose you could think of David as a double agent of sorts. He has been able to slip seamlessly between both operations, ours as well as those of Gates."
"Well, since he now has him as a hostage," barked O'Day, "Gates must realize where David's loyalties lie. Don't forget, David tried to sabotage his operations back at the airfield."
"David is the least of our concerns," Rosie interjected.
"Yes," King grimaced, "there is another whose loyalties will be called into question."
I cast a wary eye in the direction of Faye. Her allegiance to Gates, her step-father, had not been a secret to anyone present. Yet, her activities of late had been puzzling on several occasions. It was possible that she might be playing both ends from the middle. One thing was certain however, Faye had been looking out for her own interests.
She sat unmoving for a few moments staring at her hands which were folded in her lap. Aware that everyone was watching her she shook her head and muttered, "I don't like what he's doing. It's wrong! I'm not going to help him." She then looked up and implored, "You have to believe me!"
Rosie slipped her arm about her shoulders and declared, "Faye, my dear sister, I know that it is not you. No, there is another. There is one who stands to gain much should we fail."
"That person," King announced, "if successful, will insure that Julius Gates will remain in power. In effect, he will become an immortal President!"
Our minds embraced for the briefest of moments. I sensed an assurance in her thoughts that she understood that it was not the time to dwell on the revelations of the past.
"David ... of course," Michelle whispered. "He's been right there, under our noses all along. He was working for Gates at the New Hampshire facility when he helped us ..."
"...Then he went to work for us," I added. I turned to face Jordan but deliberately addressed the Bishop King persona, "He's been working for you, hasn't he?"
There was a subtle nod of his head in acknowledgement. "I suppose you could think of David as a double agent of sorts. He has been able to slip seamlessly between both operations, ours as well as those of Gates."
"Well, since he now has him as a hostage," barked O'Day, "Gates must realize where David's loyalties lie. Don't forget, David tried to sabotage his operations back at the airfield."
"David is the least of our concerns," Rosie interjected.
"Yes," King grimaced, "there is another whose loyalties will be called into question."
I cast a wary eye in the direction of Faye. Her allegiance to Gates, her step-father, had not been a secret to anyone present. Yet, her activities of late had been puzzling on several occasions. It was possible that she might be playing both ends from the middle. One thing was certain however, Faye had been looking out for her own interests.
She sat unmoving for a few moments staring at her hands which were folded in her lap. Aware that everyone was watching her she shook her head and muttered, "I don't like what he's doing. It's wrong! I'm not going to help him." She then looked up and implored, "You have to believe me!"
Rosie slipped her arm about her shoulders and declared, "Faye, my dear sister, I know that it is not you. No, there is another. There is one who stands to gain much should we fail."
"That person," King announced, "if successful, will insure that Julius Gates will remain in power. In effect, he will become an immortal President!"
The Enemy Within
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Thanks to some problem Blogger was having recently, the original draft of this installment was lost.
In the original draft Gates had arrived with David and Announced that a traitor was among there ranks.
The original chapter was longer, but it will not affect the story. As the story is winding down, a short chapter seemed appropriate for now.
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