He met Dale’s mother, and felt horrible being the one to tell her about her son’s murder. He made sure she knew how brave her son had been. “He died a hero,” Theo had told her.
He believed that he had a sense of right and wrong. He believed that he had some good ideas for how to fix the country, if only because of Sam Lucas’s influence, and that he could help correct the evils of Paul Tiberius, if only because of the unwavering support from Kylee and his other friends. What Theo did not believe was that he had the strength of will to send innocent people into battle; to ask them to risk their lives knowing the odds of them returning unharmed were unfavorable.
He was determined to identify the location of Tiberius’s armories. In his mind this was a first, crucial step to being able to mount any kind of offensive against the leadership. The hurricane had increased the separation between the parts of the island. Travel was difficult, and the Security Force and other representatives of the government were beginning to spread back into the Ventnor district. Theo didn’t know what they were up to and suspected it couldn’t be anything good. Of more pressing concern was the limitations this imposed on his ability to send out parties to hunt down the weapons Tiberius was hiding.
Theo sought out Ryan and Bill for their advice and counsel. As the willing participants in his hypothetical rebellion grew in number, he was more comforted by those who knew him best. He often wanted to consult with Kylee, but she was busy with training his army of women in hand-to-hand combat, skills she had learned while involved with the Security Force. Theo was proud of her natural leadership qualities, and had no desire to distract her from her newfound responsibilities.
One day nearly a week after the hurricane, Theo sat with Ryan and Bill on the front steps of the house. One of his few early orders was to position a rotation of volunteers at the ends of the street. He would know quickly if anyone was to approach, so he and his friends could hide. This was good. Fresh air helped him organize his thoughts and keep a clear focus on the road ahead.
“What’s on your mind today, boss man?” asked Bill.
Theo laughed. “I’ve told you not to call me ‘boss man.’ Or ‘chief’ or ‘El Capitan’ or any of your other pet names.”
“Sorry, dude, it’s just that you’re a little too important now to just be ‘Theo.’”
“Well that’s just it,” Theo said. “I don’t really want to be that important. I’m happy to lead and offer whatever guidance I can, but I’m not any more important to this island than any of the rest of you. That kind of thinking is what breeds people like Tiberius.”
“Ugh,” said Ryan, “can you not use the words ‘breed’ and ‘Tiberius’ in the same sentence? Nasty mental image.”
“Good point,” said Theo. “Anyway, so I’m thinking about the information we have on the weapons depots. We know they are supposed to be spread around the island. We can rule out the Margate farms because there aren’t any permanent structures there. Likewise, most of Ventnor was in bad shape to begin with and is much worse now.”
“The city is still strong though,” said Ryan. “Plenty of places Tiberius would feel safe keeping his guns.”
“Right,” said Theo, “but that just makes the city too difficult. Plus it’s not exactly friendly territory for us.”
“Okay,” said Bill, “So we’re trying to figure out the hiding spots in Ventnor. Well, I don’t think Tiberius would hide anything where people were living at any point since the Event. He’s pretty secretive. Not really a ‘hide in plain sight’ type of guy.”
“Very true,” said Theo. “So we’re thinking somewhere along Ventnor or Atlantic Avenues? More of a commercial zone.”
“Makes plenty of sense,” said Ryan. “Though you’d think he’d have some kind of security on the place. There’s nowhere around town with any special security that I’ve ever seen. Just the guards at ration stations and the places where the government workers pick up products.”
Just then Brian came running down the street. “Theo, guys, you’ve got to hear this.”
He was out of breath, and struggled for wind as he forced out his story. “Tiberius has crews out all over the place!”
Theo felt panic slink into the back of his mind. “Brian, you’re sure you weren’t followed? What are we talking about here? Security Force?”
“No, no, I wasn’t followed. I was never seen. Hid at a distance. And it’s not the Security Force.”
“Well don’t leave us hanging here, Bri,” said Bill. “What is it? Is the circus in town?”
“It’s the construction crew… or something like it. They must have conscripted people for this job. Rarely seen so many people gathered in one place.”
“What are they doing?” asked Theo.
“They are tearing everything down.”
“Everything? What does that mean? Can you back up and walk us through what happened?”
Brian sat down on the step. Theo could tell the man was doing his best to process everything into a presentable report.
“I was doing some surveillance, just like I did yesterday,” Brian began. “When all of a sudden this huge group of people comes storming down the street. All over the place like ants. In the core of that was that kid you all had trouble with… Barnard, was it? He started reading this proclamation from Tiberius.”
“It’s Bertier,” said Bill, “I’m amazed that ass can read.”
“Right, so he starts reading this whole thing that basically amounts to Tiberius kicking people out of the homes they won in the lottery. There’s a lot of crap in there about condemned homes and unsafe conditions but it amounts to a bunch of people getting thrown out.
“He just said all those people were going to be provided emergency tents by the leadership. There wasn’t much choice being offered. Then the crews start going to town tearing things down. All the people were being funneled out and down a side street to a makeshift camp on the beach. Tents overlooking the water. Not nearly as romantic as it sounds.”
“Did the people protest at all?” asked Bill.
“Not that I could see,” said Brian. “There wasn’t much of the Security Force there but the ones who were there were heavily armed. I think people don’t have it in them to fight. Many of them weren’t doing well after the storm as it is.”
“And the crews were tearing down all the buildings?” asked Ryan.
“Yeah, well, I walked around as best I could while keeping my distance. There’s sort of a circle they are clearing out. So, not everything in the town but a big section in the middle. The worker bees are destroying all of that. Well, except for the old bank.”
Theo jumped to his feet like he’d been stung. “The bank?”
“Yeah, the one by the library… well what was the library. Now it’s just a bunch of water damaged books and they are tearing it down so—”
“That’s it,” Theo said.
“What’s it?” asked Bill. Then his eyes widened as the answer hit him. “Oh man, the bank! Makes perfect sense.”
“Why didn’t we think of that?” asked Ryan. “It’s exactly right. No random person on the island has the equipment or capabilities to get into the safe. The place is abandoned so people wouldn’t think to look there. Where better to store something important? That’s got to be the weapon stash.”
Theo nodded. “Yeah, that’s it. Tiberius is doing something to the town. There’s some kind of plan in motion here to suppress the people but his plans got crossed up. He can’t demolish the bank. And that, my friends, is the break we were looking for.”