time, pure time that cannot be exposed to the chiseling away of the worlds demands. No more teaching those freakin freshman courses; to hell with the university. They’ll regret not awarding me that grant.” He takes a gulp of hot coffee while watching a city bus nosily lumber away from the curb.
I’ll move to California and set up a lab out there, sure why not? The wife probably won’t even miss me. He sighs looking up at the opening of the front door. Jim recognizes him from the bowling alley though this time he is carrying a black briefcase instead of a bowling bag.
“Good afternoon,” he nods to Jim while sitting down at the small round table.
“I guess the bowling alleys out?”
“I don’t like to meet in the same location twice.”
“I know what you mean,” Jim says.
“I hope you’re not beginning to get cold feet,” he asks.
“Well,” Jim hesitates.
“Listen there is nothing to be concerned about. Our deal is simple enough. You perform the DNA tests and we pay you.”
“You realize you could go to any number of labs who could do the testing for much less,” Jim says.
“Yes, but as you know these samples are very old. People tend to ask a lot of questions about such things and I’m not one for a lot of questions.”
“Yes, of course,” Jim responds.
“These samples are very important to us, why that is so is our business. You believe in people minding their own business don’t you Mr. Dunbar.”
“I certainly do,” he nods.
They make the exchange as Jim hands over the envelope and box and receives back a large manila envelope.
“I hope you don’t mind all the large bills,” he grins.
“No, that’s quite all right. I know a safe place for them.”
“A word of caution Mr. Dunbar, I would be careful of making any large deposits. Banks have a way of raising red flags in such transactions.”
“Not to worry.”
“Okay, in a week we will meet again. I’ll call as before and sit up the location. Then I will give you the second sample for testing. The payment and time frame will be the same. Do you foresee any difficulties?”
“No, I guess not,” Jim slowly nods.
CHAPTER 15
“Well, no trumpets for this one,” Clovis says looking at the others in Haggai’s office.
“You mean to say,” Haggai looks up with large round eyes the whites of which faded a long time ago.
“It’s normal human DNA: no surprises,” he places the result file on the conference table.
“It’s not His, not what we’re looking for?” Cosward asks.
“No, but what are the odds that the first sample would prove to be The One. It just means that one of the other two is definitely what we are looking for,” Clovis says.
“When we do find it we must be prepared to move forward quickly. We will need a new sample woman, one who will carry The Child.”
“And do it right this time. We still haven’t found our first sample woman,” Haggai throws his fist on the table.
“Not that it matters so much now,” Cosward says.
“You bring up an interesting point,” Haggai raises his index finger.
“How so?” Cosward turns his head.
“Our first sample woman, wherever she may be, is out there carrying what we once believed to be His DNA but now we have learned it is not so,” Haggai says.
“Yes, so what?” Cosward asks.
“We don’t need her any longer. She knows too much of us. For all we know she could be going to the authorities as we speak. In other words, find her!” Haggai shouts.
“Yes, we need to find her and silence her, the sooner the better,” Clovis adds.
“Are you sure we need to do that? Why not just let her go? No one will believe her, just discredit her somehow – you know, she’s nuts or something,” Cosward offers.
“We don’t have that kind of time. The sooner we’re done with her the better.
Move on it now. As soon as we find her she’s done. That’s an official Elite order!” Haggai says.
“Since our first sample is normal we no longer