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Chapter 9

Solomon / Aris

It all started when I uncovered The Org’s involvement in healthcare. I sayinvolvement, but the truth is theyownit. Dominate it. Control it. I used to read about an elite group of people who secretly control everything in this state, but I always dismissed it as conspiracy theory. Silly rhetoric for people online to acquire more clicks. More clicks mean more money. When I discovered the theories were true, I was mortified. But it also motivated me.

One day I started asking questions about the healthcare system, specifically when it comes to medications and how they’re tested before being distributed. Well, I overturned a rock that was never intended to even be discovered. A heavy rock meant to hide the truth – that the pharmaceutical companies, owned by shareholders who are members of The Org, have been knowingly poisoning the public for five decades. Maybe more. They’ve been putting a barrage of heavy metals and toxic preservatives in our medications with detrimental effects. The effects include chronic and life-threatening illnesses, obesity, infertility and miscarriages. This is because The Org’s goal is population control. And they will do whatever it takes to prevent overpopulation. Even if that means causing untimely deaths or sterilizing the nation’s youth. But the good will agree that poisoning people without their knowledge to prevent the earth from becoming overpopulated is far from justifiable. Do you think the members of The Org take their own medicine? Absolutely not. Do they eat the food they feed us? No. Theybelieve their kind should populate the earth. And the “lesser” should die off.

At first, I decided I would fight back in subtle ways. I would run for governor. Then I’d run for president, and once I’d made it to the top, I’d expose The Org’s dirty secrets to the masses. We’d usher in a new era, where people can trust their government to serve and protect them. Not poison and sterilize them. Sadly, not everyone agreed with my mission. Even my best friend and colleague, Declan Harvey, seemed to be in opposition. I could never prove it when I was still “alive”, but I had the overwhelming feeling that Declan was recruited by The Org. He’s a fucking sell-out. In tumultuous times, the real men are separated from the boys. The demons from the angels.

Now my house has been infiltrated. Someone broke in and was looking for something. Maybe The Org knows I survived. Maybe they suspect I’ve been in hiding. But what they don’t know is I’ve been training, preparing, and waiting in the shadows. Building a militia to take them down. The first person on my list is the man who broke into my home. But I won’t just punish him. I’ll annihilate him.

It's Wednesday and I’m sitting a block away from the house, watching the alarm company install cameras on each corner of the roof. Even if there’s a camera at each corner, if they don’t install one near the back door, there will be a dead zone. A zone that’s not covered by surveillance because of the way the house was built. The bedroom was an addition, so it extends off the back of the house. I watch to make sure they don’t miss that spot, but they do. I text Tacy:

“Don’t let them forget the back door,” I type and hit send. It’s Wednesday afternoon, and I know she’s at work, but her mother is there.

It takes her fifteen minutes, but she texts me back with “??? I told you to leave me alone.”

“The security company. Tell them to install a camera on the back western gable.”

“That’s it, I’m blocking you and notifying the police.”

“Look. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. I’m trying to do the exact opposite and that is to protect you, Tacy.”

“You’re SPYING on my house! You’re stalking me! How is this protection?”

“Have I ever hurt you?”

“How am I supposed to know that if I don’t even know who you are?”

Good point. I change the subject.

“But you like being stalked. At least, that’s what you told me.”

A few minutes later…

“Who the FUCK is this?!”

“I told you, I’m an admirer and your guardian angel. And I’m telling you to call the house and tell them to install a camera at the back door. There’s a dead zone there, and if someone wants to break into the house again, they can go in through the back. An idiot would figure that out.”

Typing. Then a pause. Then typing again…I can almost see her cute little manicured nails feverishly clicking against the screen.

“Fine. I will. If only to protect myself from YOU. This sounds like you were the one who broke in. Like I said before.”

“I didn’t break in. I have no need.”

Here’s the thing. She sounds pissed off. Scared. But I know Tacy better than I know anyone, and she would have already blocked me and reported this to the police if she wasn’t enjoying this a little. She gets off on being scared. On the idea that someone might be following her, watching her undress in her bedroom window, stroking their cock to the thought of her. She thinks I’m dead. So clearly, she’s also thinking that I’m someone else. I fucking hate the thought of Tacy thinking of other men.

I finish our text thread with, “Tacy, when I come for you, no cameras or alarm systems will be able to keep me away.”

Chapter 10

Tacy

“Declan, I know it seems benign, but I think that medicine is killing people.”

I finally pluck up the nerve to bring my concerns directly to him. So, I’m visiting him at his office downtown. Which, of course, happens to be the same office that Sol once occupied. I haven’t been back since…

But, I mean, Declan’s an old friendandthe governor. Despite the recent awkward flirting, I know I can count on him to listen to me. So, I try not to let the memories of Solomon overwhelm me and deter me from my objective. Reggie, Sol’s assistant, no longer works for the Governor’s office. I don’t know where he went. We lost touch after Sol’s death. A young woman in tight tan pants and a pink low-cut sweater, who looks to be fresh out of college, now sits at Reggie’s old desk and assists the new Governor.

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