“That sounds insane,” I said.
“That’s because you don’t know what these people are already doing,” Ed said. Major Samuels agreed. “I’ve been on the inside of a number of covert operations, and I can tell you from direct experience that the thinking is just as the major describes. That’s the main reason I got out when I did, and why I’m working with John now.”
“An empire?” I asked.
“Yes,” Ed replied. “An empire that controls the entire world through full spectrum dominance, their term, not mine, and the meteor storm fits nicely into their plans.”
“I can’t believe that,” Tia interjected.
“Do you know why there was a nuclear arms race in the ‘50’s and ‘60’s followed by the Cold War?” Ed asked.
“Well, not really,” Tia replied. “The whole thing didn’t make a lot of sense to me. Besides, that was before my time.”
“That just seemed like a crazy time to me,” I added. “My grandfather thought Russia was going to bomb us any day. He even built a bomb shelter in his back yard. He was still talking about it in the ‘90’s when he died.”
“There was a nuclear arms race because President Truman authorized a nuclear first strike against Russia following the surrender of Japan at the end of World War Two. The Russians developed their own nuclear weapons and delivery systems in order to prevent being annihilated. The whole contest ended with Mutually Assured Destruction.
“I was excited when I joined the SEALs. But after dozens of covert missions I realized I wasn’t fighting to protect America: I was killing people so we could control the oil and the drugs and the puppet governments we were putting in place. I wasn’t fighting for freedom; I was fighting for a New Empire seeking to enslave the entire world. That’s why I left the military. I’m just thankful I found John. He restored my faith in people and helped me find a good purpose in my life.”
“My experience isn’t that much different from Ed’s,” Major Samuels said. “I’ve come to almost the same conclusions and have experienced the promise John is bringing to the world. The meteor storm will create the same end result as all the nuclear weapons and high tech weapon systems we have been developing, just without the radiation.”
“So they want the world to die?” I asked.
“They want the other governments of the world to die so their world empire can be born,” Major Samuels replied. “And John’s Survivalist Network is one of the last impediments to reaching their goal of a world empire.”
It all seemed so insane that we were having trouble grasping the idea as something real.
“What about you?” I asked Major Samuels. “What are you going to do about the meteor storm?”
“I don’t have a family,” he replied. “They have a place for me inside the facility as part of the security team, but I won’t be there. I’ll be joining John in the mountains.”
At the café we parted ways and drove back to where John’s Learjet 45 was waiting.
On our flight back to Denver Tia sat next to me.
“Okay,” she said looking over at me. “You know something personal about me. It’s your turn.”
I suspected my learning about her hacking skills and her experience in junior high school was going to come back to bite me. “My turn?” I looked over at Ed. He grinned and looked out the window.
“Yes. Something personal, something no one else knows.”
I thought for a moment. This needed to be something Ed already knew but she didn’t. I pulled the medallion out from under my shirt.
She looked at the medallion. “What is it?”
“It’s a key,” I said. “The only one like it in the world.”
“It doesn’t look like a key. It’s round.”
“It opened the cave in Tibet and turned on NETCOMM.”
“You did that?” she asked.
“Actually the old Buddhist priest did that, but this is the key he used.”
“And how did you end up with the key?”
I looked at her, waiting for it to sink in.
“The Buddhist priest was the guardian, wasn’t he?”
I couldn’t help but grin.
“And he passed the key on to you. That’s why the robot recognizes you as the guardian.”
“It is.”
“Oh my God,” Tia said. “And there’s only one guardian at a time, isn’t there?”
“One continuous succession of more than 1200 guardians, stretching back for over 63,000 years,” I said.
“Oh my God,” she said again. “Does it have any magical powers?”
“Not that I’m aware of, but it does have some kind of life-sustaining energy.”
I leaned over and placed the medallion over her heart. I could have removed the necklace, but this way it gave me a chance to get closer to her. She was wearing that sensuous perfume again. As I leaned close to her I breathed in the scent of her hair. The feeling of closeness returned. It was exciting and seductive at the same time.
“You feel anything?” I whispered.
She looked at me and smiled. “Yes, I do,” she replied quietly. We looked into each other’s eyes. I couldn’t help smiling. She glanced down at my lips and then made eye contact again. Her breathing seemed more rapid than it had been. We sat there, sharing each other’s air and personal space, locked eye to eye. I was getting up the courage to kiss her when she glanced over at Ed.
“Did you know life has its own frequency?” she asked.
I sat slowly back in my chair, the necklace pulling the medallion back with me. She reached out and held the medallion in her hands.
“It’s a cluster of frequencies, actually,” she said. “I’ve been studying it for the last two years. Each organ system in the body has its own frequency.”
“So you walk by a radio station and your kidneys go into the crapper?” I asked.
“No,” she said, “it’s not like that. The body frequencies are all extremely low, single digits, actually. It’s biological, not radio, but it does show up on the very low end of the electromagnetic spectrum.”
“Fascinating,” I said as I looked into her eyes.
“Isn’t it,” she replied looking back into mine. She glanced over at Ed again.
“I have some equipment that senses the body frequencies back at my place,” she said.
“We should go there,” I whispered.
She smiled again.
“That’s really not practical, given what’s going on,” she said quietly. “I can have my aunt send the equipment to John’s. We can test the medallion there.”
“Sounds like a date,” I whispered.
She giggled and her face flushed slightly. “It’ll take a few days,” she said quietly.
“I can hardly wait,” I whispered back.
Several days later a package arrived at John’s cabin. Tia came running down into the communications room.
“It’s here,” she said excitedly.
I looked around the room. No one else had noticed her entrance. “Okay,” I replied quietly and we both headed up the stairs.
We went into her room. She closed the door and opened the package. Her room was constructed like mine, with all natural wood décor, but she had arranged her things to give the room a definite feminine feel to it.
She set a small laptop computer up on her desk and attached various cables and probes. She booted up the computer and we waited for the main screen to appear. The computer was dedicated to this program, so it came up automatically. She selected the testing section of the program, grabbed the probe and held her hand out, palm up, motioning for me to give her the medallion. I pulled the necklace from under my shirt and over my head and handed it to her. She set it on the desk top next to the computer, design side up.
She paused, deciding where to start. “Any suggestions?” she asked.