Dark as Daylight Ch. 07

Right now they have, what is it, 7 years before that thing is supposed to fly? Decision time for them is a lot sooner. Decision time has to be before that device is put into the rocket, because once it's in there, there's no turning back."

"Holy crap that's it, that's our timeline."

"Keep talking Laura, don't stop now."

"William, we have to find out when that circuit board has to be placed into the rocket. Not only that, but after it's in, who and how do they access that panel, if need be. During the testing phase, they will be testing several good panels. One to put into the rocket, and several spares, just in case one or more go bad.

Somewhere between the testing phase, and the installation of the panel the switch has to be made. It's very easy to keep track of who touches it, but we want to know early enough so we can find out who's paying him to do it, and work our way up the tree."

Gwen asked, "What the hell's going on?"

"I guess it's time for us to put on our uniforms."

"That's a uniform?"

"Humphrey Bogart, and Mickey Spillane liked it."

"Who?"

"Don't say that word in front of my father, he will be insulted. It's called a trench-coat and a fedora."

"You mean a raincoat and hat."

"Miss Burkart, you're taking all the spy novel mystery out of this. Please put your raincoat and hat on."

"Why is mine tan and yours black?"

"Now you're getting the idea."

"I am?"

"Come with us."

As soon as they left the front of the house, Laura saw a sea of tan and black raincoats and hats. (trench-coats and fedoras)

"Where are my scientists?"

"What scientists, this is a game of hide and seek."

"I'm going to kill your father."

William Senior said, "I'm going to need a better disguise."

Laura nearly jumped out of her skin. William was standing to her right with his back turned.

"You're getting a kick out of this aren't you?"

"Yes I am. Did you know that you have friends here from the CIA, and the NSA?"

"No, we briefed them about this operation, but never expected anyone from their agencies to be snooping around."

"If you consider 22 people from both agencies just snooping around, I want to find out more about their black budget."

"Have you shown agent Burkart our backyard yet?"

"We were on our way they are now dad."

"Excellent, Patrick lead us off."

"Okay dad. Ladies, gentlemen, make sure your hats cover your eyes, keep your heads lowered. Please walk at a leisurely pace towards the last bus, but do not get on until you are directed to. Scientists, you will be guided to where you're supposed to be by a tug on your elbow. Don't be startled just follow along."

From across the street the remaining FBI members watched, as a flood of humanity flow out of William Zabo's residence. To their surprise they didn't enter the buses as they were lined up by the sidewalk, they walked towards the bus at the rear.

Okay they thought, that made sense. Instead of causing a logjam of people at his doorstep, they would enter the last bus first and fill them up towards the front. A very wise move, until that didn't happen.

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"Why are all those people walking from those houses into this house, wearing tan and black raincoats and hats?"

"We could fit 500 people into our house. We used those 2 houses to put them in temporarily."

"The owners must've charged you are fortune."

"No both residences are being renovated. It didn't cost us anything."

"Have you met the new owners?"

"Yes I have. The gentleman impregnated Gwen."

"I must say that your attitude about that startles me."

"You were wondering why my attitude isn't, "Why is he still alive?"

"Yes, something like that."

"Actually it was only fair, because I got his wife pregnant."

"For your kids' sake, I hope you keep this a quiet neighborhood."

"Here you are William. I've been looking all over for you. Hello, I'm Gwen, I see my husband has been showing you our new homes."

"Those 2 brownstones are yours?"

"Yes, they're going to be lovely once they finish renovating the insides."

"Would you mind if I killed your husband."

"I can tell by the look on his face he deserves it. What did he do?"

"The gentleman who owns the house on the left impregnated you."

"Technically correct."

"Hey impregnated that gentlemen's wife."

"Also technically correct. Don't shoot him anyplace important. Anywhere else is fair game, especially between his beady eyes. Did you have fun dear?"

"Somehow I feel I'm in for an attitude adjustment."

"I would love to start on that now, but we have to leave. We are in bus number 4 Agent Burkart. You are under it William."

"Come on, it wasn't that bad. I'll make you a peace offering. Tell your guys to go to lunch and draw off the spies from the CIA and NSA. In 45 minutes take cabs to the Hudson River Port for the Liberty Bell peer. She leaves at 2 o'clock my family the 12 scientists and the paperwork will be on board."

"I don't believe you."

"Okay, I tried. Let's move out. One more thing, once we leave the house your cell phone won't work."

"Why?"

"It will be jammed for the next several hours until we get back to the house. I tried to tell you where we were going, but you didn't believe me. Now you can't tell anyone."

"I've changed my mind."

"It's too late, we are outside."

"I can see my partner across the street; I'll tell him."

"You know that's not allowed."

"I'm beginning not to like you."

"You are going to have to stand in line, behind my mother, my wife, and my little brother. Now get in the bus."

"Do what your wife said, get under the bus."

"Thankfully I don't always do as my wife tells me. Our marriage will last longer that way."

"Patrick are you on this bus?"

"Yes I'm here."

"If you throw your brother under this bus, I will dance naked for you for the rest of the day."

"PAT STOPPPP!!"

The End

Chapter 7

Dark As Daylight

by

Prolong_Debut10

PS: I apologize for this chapter getting to you later than usual. As I mentioned to you at the beginning, I have been ordered by a higher authority 'to slow down', If I want to stick around. I am now back at home, resting, but my son has me under armed guard 24/7. I think I'm stronger than all 3 of them.

My computer time is rationed by the amount of time I am allowed out of bed. That is one reason why this chapter ran on a little longer, because I don't know when I will have the strength to start the next one.

So again I am forced to ask you to bear with me, for a little while, at least, as my body repairs itself. Bob

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