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instantly vaporizing the guard's right eye from its socket,
exiting the back of his skull at such an angle and force as to blow
out fully a quarter section from of the back of his skull. The
guard went limp, dropping in a spray of opaque red blood and gore
coating both the window and wall behind him.
    "Set timer for fifteen minutes. I want to be
at least three kilometers away before building becomes ball of
fire."
    "Done." His partner spoke for the first
time.
    "Excellent. Let's get going, we have
important delivery to make. Today, my friend, you and I have
changed our world and those who control it. Most importantly, we
will finally be able to free our country from tight grip of Russia,
returning to our own ancestral language and culture. With this
leverage, we can offer same freedom to all other Russian satellite
countries – for considerable price. Others in group are waiting for
us. Let's get going so they don't have to wait much longer. We need
to get these canisters back into cryogenic storage."
    Returning to the parking lot, whose camera
remained disabled along with the rest of the security system, both
were surprised, and annoyed, to see two members of the group of
conspirators waiting for them near their car.
    "What are you doing here? It was agreed we
carry out operation alone, avoid undue attention."
    "We thought it best to come in case you
should require any backup."
    "Obviously we did not. We have to get out of
here, explosives are set for less than fourteen minutes."
    "You are right, I apologize. You obviously
didn't require our assistance; you did an excellent job. We think
it best, though, to check the integrity of the canisters before
moving them."
    The soft-spoken of the duo was getting angry,
though neither anger nor fear or frustration once manifested in his
voice or on his face throughout the verbal exchange. He never
trusted these two. Originating from somewhere in the Middle East,
they were not his fellow countrymen. He felt no love lost
toward any foreigners, especially since the Russians invaded his
country in the time of his grandparents. When they first approached
him through a mutual contact that he trusted with their audacious
plan to weaken Russia, he heard them out. Their money was an added
incentive, money his own group would require for an operation of
this size and complexity to weaken the political resolve of Mother Russia as she prepared once more to maneuver a
military show of strength on his country's boarders. Earlier Russia
was conducting military exercises near the boarder of a large part
of the Ukraine that was heavily ethnic Russian, a part of the
country that welcomed Russian rule and citizenship with open
arms.
    "There is no time, we have to move now ."
    "Then I suggest you make time."
    Eager to get out of there before the bombs
leveled the building and blocks surrounding it, he nodded to his
partner to hand over the canisters for inspection. As soon as they
were on the ground, one of the Middle Eastern men removed an
instrument from his overcoat, passing it around and over the tops
and bottoms of each canister. This was, in fact, completely
unnecessary. Had there been a leak all would have been dead
already.
    "The seals are holding, the temperature is
steady, there is no sign of contamination on the surfaces or in the
air."
    Once safety was confirmed, the foreigners
each took out a silencer-equipped automatic from their overcoats.
Aiming with casual ease they pressed the triggers, permanently
silencing the other two who they played so easily. The canisters
were carefully loaded into padded containers to be whisked away to
an experimental facility, where hundreds awaited agonizing deaths
as human test subjects as the strains were modified, multiplied,
perfected, and then weaponized.
     
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Contents

3. Her Grandmother's
Legacy
    "Time is a dressmaker specializing in
alterations." – Faith Baldwin
    Somewhere in the Negev Desert,
State of Israel
    Returning to her home in Ramat