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
“Straight to business I see.” Jonathan read from the way he replied to him. “I took it upon myself to come here by myself just to speak with you so you would see how important what I am about to say is.” “Just get on with it,” Stan cuts in because whatever he says, he would not agree with it since he already has a clue. Besides the conversation they were having, his mind was not in it. He was thinking of a way to accomplish the new task which Adoth had assigned to him. “I want you to train the soldiers. Teach them how to kill these aliens and lead them to victory.” This was what Stan had been waiting for all these while and he instantly replied. “No. I am not going to let you use me.” “No one is trying to use you, I am only asking for your help. The United States needs your help. If you do this the country will forever be grateful to you and your name will go down in history forever.” “Well, I don’t care what you call it but my answer is still no and you can’t change it.” “Can I
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
By the time Nassor said this, Stan recalled and then knew that what he had thought of was not going to work. So he did not know what to say again. It appeared he had run out of options, which would force him into going with the President to the White House to find their friend. Elena was still listening to their conversation, hearing something pertaining to tracking someone, she realized that she could help because that was her specialty. So she asked, “What are we tracking?” They all turned to her at this point, Murphy was the first to figure out the reason why she had made that statement, thus he asked back. “You track?” “Kind of,” she gave them hope while looking at them one after another to spot their reaction. After her response, Stan looked at Nassor to see if he could recall anything as to whether Ling said it was impossible to track the device or himself. “I think this would work.” Nassor answered after noticing the question which Stan’s look was asking. So Stan drew n
As Trisha walked up the stairs to her room, Guzman called her. " Trisha ."She stopped and looked that it was her mother, who was sitting in the family parlor, separate from the one they'd received visitors in. So she slowed down and went to meet Guzman ."Good evening ma. Sorry I didn't see you.""It's okay. I know it could be the stress of today's work. I noticed you left the house so early this morning. Besides I have told you that you don't have to kill yourself because of the company. The company is really flourishing. The workers are doing their work very well, so you should give yourself some rest. I know the company means a lot to you, but you have to know that it also means a lot to the entire family.""Yes, mom, I know and that is why I would not like the company to crash. It is the only thing I could do to keep dad's legacy going. I don't want all his life's work to go into extinction beca
It was after Stan went out of their presence that Guzman sat down. Nassor and Lisa also followed. Then she said to her daughter, " Lisa, you were too harsh on him, you shouldn't have slapped him. You and I know that your sister isn't back from the office so I believe that was what he was about to tell you.""Mother, don't tell me that you are now taking sides with that fool, he deserved what he got, even more.""Of course he deserved it but not today.""Can we just forget about that slave?""Okay," she agreed without argument. "So tell me, I'm sure you have good news for me?" Nassor wanted to answer because he was the one Guzman referred to but Lisa snatched words from his mouth, "Actually mom, we are here because we met Noel Webb on our way back. He was asking us to help in begging Trisha to forgive him. Can you imagine that after everything Trisha had been through with him, she still went ahead in breaking up with him?""Was that wh
After the workers noticed him heading for his office, one of them said to Ling , who was very close to the boss. "Sir, the boss just walked into his office."Hearing this Ling , a twenty five years old gentleman jumped from his seat, knowing what was expected of him, he hurried to see Mr Denley in his office.As he knocked on the door, Denley said from inside, "Please come in." Seeing who it was, he smiled and continued, "Ah, son, it's you, please have a seat.""Sorry but I won't be sitting down. Have you seen the news?""I overheard it when I walked in. What about it?""They are saying your son was in the scene. And I have been trying his line since then but there has been no response."While he was still talking, Denley used the remote on his desk to tune into the channel. And it was exactly what they were talking about. The reporters were saying that his son's car was seen in the vicinity but he has not been found.Immediately, Den
When the three of them came back to the spot where they had told the ladies to wait, they couldn’t find any of them, even Callum was not there. Nassor who was carrying Guzman on the back slowly dropped him down. The three of them did not like what they were seeing at all. Stan and Murphy had already moved in two different directions to check for the ladies, but shouting their names aloud was something they didn’t do because they didn’t want to attract the aliens in the locality, more especially the Shirrens. Nassor didn’t walk far from the spot where he dropped Guzman before seeing blood on the ground thus making his mind to pant in fear. He hissed to get the attention Stan Gibson and Murphy Herbert.When they came back to see the blood on the ground and the way there was foot print together with the signs of knees and hands on the ground, Murphy said. “They are not dead. They can’t be dead.”“Are you sure? How can you tell that?” Nassor looked up at him.“The prints on the ground te