It was rush hour so they had no time to lose, Murphy choked his gun immediately as he looked at Iva. “Where?” Iva’s information also made Nassor to remove his focus from Stan and look outside through the tinted glass of the building. “What the fuck! Get down!” he commanded the others as he saw an alien with a RPG kind of gun, exactly the kind they had used to destroy the house they were in when Lisa was still alive. As they obeyed him no questions and then came flying a bomb that hit the house, causing the walls and glasses of the house to collapse, the whole room was dark with smoke that they couldn’t see and there was a brief silence. Soon the silence faded with someone coughing heavily. “Are you guys okay?” It was still Nassor, he had first every other person to regain consciousness after the explosion, so he crawled around trying to find them. Meanwhile, Stan was lying on top of Guzman, he had hurriedly covered him as he saw the bomb flying towards the house, he had to keep him

When Nassor and Murphy came back into the room only to see this disappointed look on the face of the others, they were curious to know what the issue was so the needful question was let out. “Hey can somebody tell us what is going on?” Murphy asked as he rolled his eyes, looking out for the person who would speak in regards to his query. Nobody was willing to talk, so Nassor squatted close to Stan who was sitting at the entrance of the room, “Bro, talk to me, why are you all like this?” Stan looked into Nassor’s eyes and still could not tell him the cause of their problem, so he stood from the ground, and walked up to Guzman again, handing over the cell phone which he found. “Here, make the call again.” He sounded so authoritative that Guzman could not say no, he slowly took the phone and dialed in Sam’s number again. Since it was a different number, Sam had to pick because he didn’t know who it was, he was still avoiding any call from Guzman so he would not feel more guilty and

As Stan Gibson and his friends got to Southgate by means of a car, they saw the helicopter which Sam had sent to pick them up also arriving so there was not a single minute wasted. Even though some aliens had sighted their car moving at great speed and had pursued them, there was no way they could stop them. Getting on the helicopter, the aliens tried shooting them down like always but the pilot was quite an expert and knew how to handle such a situation. Also the team of soldiers on board also shot back at the aliens making it very difficult for them to shoot down the helicopter and soon they were out of that entire area. Free from the great danger which the city of Cincinnati put them in. Getting to Charleston, Guzman was instantly taken to the medical quarter in the camp so that he would be properly attended to, while Sam Bill was very desperate to speak to Stan Gibson but Stan as usual did not want to talk to him because he still had some grudges against the elites. Outside the

Trisha and Nassor were with the President when Stan and the others joined them. They could not leave Jonathan's sight as there were soldiers everywhere around. “Finally,” Jonathan rejoiced as Stan walked in with Murphy, Iva and Elena. He was already getting tired of waiting for Stan. He still did not get how a low class without a chip would keep him, the President of the United States of America waiting. Stan did not even send the President’s word, he was concerned about Nassor and Trisha. “Glad you both are okay.” “We too,” Nassor replied. Now Jonathan saw that as a very arrogant thing to do, he began to lose it and was about to shout for him but then recalled that any action of such would jeopardize the reason he had come there. “Hey kid, am I invisible to you?” “Sorry, but are you again?” Stan pretended. His question to Jonathan made everyone in the room to be shocked, they could not believe that he would ask the president such a question. There was no one in the country tha

Just as expected, Murphy did not really have an answer to the question which had been asked of him, so Stan was about to continue but Iva suddenly spoke up, answering his question. “All elites are not the same, some really care about the low class. The community where I come from, some low class were gifted with chips that made them feel among.” “I would not have you fool me with those lies.” Stan doubted her. “I have nothing to gain in fooling you. I heard that Trisha actually left the academy to warn you about the others who were out to hurt you. Did you ever ask yourself why she did what she did? That is because there are actually some of us out there that care and watch the back of the low class.” With the point she just made, Stan had every reason to believe what she was saying about some elites being different. Also the few days he had been with them he could tell that it was actually the influence and training given to the young elites by the elders that made them the wake t