"CLONE OF ME," Chapter VI
by Matt B.
She is in a big name clothing store named "Milena's Ceremonious Boutique" looking for the slinkiest type of low cut dress she can find, while out doing her dad's request of getting her science professor George Mc Rain to help in obtaining a young individual who knows about "working out weather problems in the satellite known as RAVEN' S EYE. She was thinking to herself "What color would I like to see a young female collage student in if I..."
"May I help you Miss?"
An African man that works at "Milena's Ceremonious Boutique" had seen her come into the store & saw that she was looking through the finest dresses that they carried. She continued to ignore him for she knew what she wanted & she also knew who was footing for the bill of sale. "Hello young lady may I help you with something?" the man repeated as he kept his voice soft yet firm since he had other patrons that were buying stuff, besides this young lady. She tighten her grip on her leather purse to still avoid talking to this sales clerk. He cleared his throat as he reached out his hand to escort her out of the store, but before he even touched her she turned to answer his question about helping her & to ask him one of her own. The African sales clerk was wearing a white dress shirt that was accompanied by a stripped tie, it's colors were black & sliver with a golden clip pin about center on it, his slacks were Grey in color.
"Sure you can help me sir, I'm looking for the kind of dress that tells her date she wants
him right away if you know what I mean?"
"Sure I do young lady, but this store's not a adult novelty type of shop in that "said
manner" as you can see."
He held out his hands to show her what the shop had in the way of paintings & statues from far
away as his own country of Africa & from South American countries such as Ecuador, also
worldly furniture as well.
"Well you sure as heck fooled this devilish lass, my name's Krystal Raven by the way"
She held out a pleated red color stripper's dress to prove her point. They both turned back to the racks of dresses she was going through for over the last half hour. So as she finally got fed up with being at this store for longer than she had intended she held up a pleated silver fabric dress to her body by holding it to her ample sized breasts, yet still holding it by the dress's hanger in her right hand.
"What do you think Mr. salesman?" she blew him a kiss.
"My name's Jon McRitterson & if I was as young as your date, well how old is this fellow by
the way?"
"He's about my age actually, so how did these end up here if I may inquire?"
She was lying of course but wouldn't tell McRitterson about which part.
"Well these dresses were headed originally to "MITTEN'S" it's the adult novelty shop off of
Seventh & Comberson a few blocks over. I do believe that the invoices on the boxes that
these came in were smeared by the wet weather we've been having lately over the past few
weeks, I guess the Fed Ex delivery guy was in a rush that he made a slight error on his
part, so then Milena called "MITTEN'S to find out that they had over ordered on their last
invoice & told her as long as she sold them at retail cost we could have them for free. & I'd
say if my date that you've out done yourself, but still you look very nice."
On one account of what he'd just said she believed him, on the other she wasn't sure but anything could be possible she thought.
"I've a friend at Cal Tech University by your first name that is if you spell yours without a
"H" in yours?" "I do spell it without an "H" in it" Jon replied. "So is he your date that your
trying to be all sexy for Krystal?"
She had to come up with a quick fib even if she liked Mr. Ryder.
"You could say I try hard to not let him know that I like him, but I wanna let him see I
want to push different avenues since he has a "tarty" girlfriend in my own option & he's
also nicer to me than my own father Bruce Raven."
"I see, well it's a way for this Jon fellow to take notice for sure I'll tell you that much, but
why not try being yourself?" McRitterson inquired.
"I guess that's hard for me, since I've never gotten to show myself for who I am,
I've always been daddy's little Raven not able to be who I've wanted to be."
Krystal tells Jon as they walk up to the glass display case with the register on it.
"That's sad for you my dear"
"How so?" Krystal ask as she reaches into her purse to get her form of payment
ready. All of a sudden something catches the corner of her eye.
It's a copy of USA TODAY with a caption on the front page, NEW YORK: MANHATTAN TERRORIZED BY THE FOREVER MOVEMENT! It had a photo that was horizontally split with Carnegie Hall on the top & Interlude Energy Enterprises on the bottom. "What I mean by that's a sad comment is one day you'll have tell your father what a pain in the ass he's been telling you how to live your own life by how he thinks your affairs should be ran, is all." McRitterson says as he sees Krystal's eyes fixated on the copy of the paper. "I will remember that for when I see him again, May I peek at this as you ring me up, Jon?" "Sure be my guest Krystal, & what type of payment are we using today?" As she skimmed the article, she was so absorbed in looking at the photo she didn't realize where she was in her train of thought she said "By check, please" "Are you sure about that?" she finally glanced up from the paper wide eyed at McRitterson. " Did you see this about Carnegie Hall in New York...., oh sorry yes I'm sure" she paused & looked at the tills numbers fifteen thousand and thirty cents. She gasped, "My god is that how much the dress is?" "I told you before of our deal with "MITTEN'S" for wholesale pricing I'm sorry if you don't..." she pulled out her VISA card "Here put it on this, if daddy's going to start paying me back parts of my life let him start small shouldn't we?" she winked at McRitterson. As he ran her credit card through the magnetic strip of the till he winked back at her, "Credit it is then" as he put her dress in a red box with a circled M on it then into a bag of the same color with yet the same M as well. She held up the USA TODAY "Can I have this please if your done with it that is?" He held up both his hands "It's headed for the garbage otherwise, so take it if you want." She slipped the paper into her bag to read later. "Thanks" she said as she headed out to her car. He waved to her as she pulled out of the mini mall parking lot. She went to lunch at "Clippers & Malts" she read the article while waiting for her salad & turkey sandwich, she ordered a Chocolate malt shake to drink.
The article went on to talk of the view of how Andrew Carnegie the philanthropist of the eighteenth century would feel & also the architect William Tuthill who built Carnegie Hall would react to Friday's terrorist attack some one hundred & nineteen years ago. It also said what had happen a few blocks away at Interlude Energy Enterprises and the group known as the Forever Movement are involved as well as a ongoing investigation is still in the process of moving on since the CEO of Interlude Energy Enterprises is missing. Krystal had more to do before classes started tomorrow at Cal Tech University.
**********************
The investigation into the terrorist attacks in Manhattan of Carnegie Hall & Interlude Energy Enterprises was assigned to Detectives Bobbie Rancherson & Denny Markson of the precinct twelfth avenue on Friday night at ten p.m. when chief Frankerson of station 51 brought in Jewel Robberson the personal assistant of the CEO of Interlude Energy Enterprises Max Carter by helicopter. There were many more questions than answers from both attacked sites, but most of where leads lead to were Interlude Energy Enterprises with the black Raven head piece monitor, what it was altogether was still a mystery? & what type of metal was Truelium?, Better yet who made it was unkown to them from Ms Robberson as well. Detective Rancherson was wearing a lime green blouse with a tan colored skirt, she had a look of tireness on her face when Markson came in with a coffee & two packs of cigartees & a grapefurit for them to share while trying to contact Cheif Frankerson on his day off by phone.
"Any luck finding Chip Frankerson yet, Bob?" Denny ask as he hands her one of the two packs of cigs & her blue police sheild coffee mug with coffee in it. Denny wore a pearl bule shirt & tan slacks.
Bobbie looked at him with a plain smile on her face,as if he was the lead on this case now.
"No I've been calling him all morning, thanks for the coffee by the way Den but what ways
have you been taking the search for him in if I may ask?" she lit one of the cigarettes with a
match.
"The only thing I can figure out is today's Sunday right, so he must be in chruch I assume since
he's not at the station or his place of residence....or?" Denny started to lite his own cancer
stick. Rancherson grabbed the grapefruit that was in the center of her desk & placed it on her "To do it now or maybe a long time later", her own nick name for her paper holding stick "or what Dennison, where's Chip Frankerson if not at your two afore mentioned guesses!" Denny hated it when his coworkers teased him about his first name, but for now this case was all that needed to fill their time momentirally. "Uh Bob did you mean to mess up your sticky stick there, What I meant by "or" is he's at a bar somewhere trying drain his sorrows for his fallen comrade or still yet hopefully not he's dead out in the streets somewhere."
Bobbie looked down at what she'd done, "Eww do you want this still, Den I hope your aswer's nope, & you'd better hope your first hunch is correct because we're at a dead end in this part of the case." The juice from the grapefruit was all over her black mat & started to run onto the redwood of the desk. "I hope your not wanting it either, I hope I'm right about him not being dead more so as well, but if he is the case isn't stalled just yet." Bobbie was wiping up the grapefurit juice with a napkin she found in her clutted desk drawer. " Right you are about that mister we still have this that Ms Robberson gave us she reached for the Raven shaped headpeice on the conner of where Markson was resting his leg.
*******************************
Jonathan Ryder was having to make a very hard decision before going to sleep at all on Sunday evening because he knew his whole world was full of bliss or great despair based on his choice. So he turned to his best friend besides all he knew on this planet called earth. "Heavenly father it's me Jonathan, I will put my trust in your understanding but I need your help please I know you say sin is a morally wrong in your eyes but science isn't wrong is it, when one uses it to help other people. In whatever means it's need or I should say my need is for cloning the weaken parts of the body to make that said person better. I know that from the looks on Samantha's & Sasha's faces from last night had me truly uncertain of what to do in answering George McRain's question about using cloning for as medical uses. So GOD please give me your strength, & wisdom in this matter, I pray in your son's name Jesus Amen." Jon was having a hard night sleep that night.
The next day at Cal Tech University right before science classes started Jon knew that in his soul he couldn't do this he had made up his mind he'd total forget about helping the world with his cloning ideas. When he open the door to the classroom he got a big surprise that's for sure because apparently George McRain's brother the state senator from New Hampshire was with his brother getting ready for class today. He walked from where he & George were working on what Jon couldn't see. "Hello, you must be Jonathan Ryder, right?" "Yes I am sir, who are you?" "I'm your teacher's brother from New Hampshire, my name's Kendall McRain."
March 24, 2009
March 03, 2009
"CLONE OF ME,"Chapter V
"CLONE OF ME, " Chapter V
by Matt B.
BOOOOM! The sound that came from the black stealth plane as it was heading over Madison Ave & 59th & 7th streets as it was heading towards the south street seaport on the east river was like that of a firecracker on the fourth of July, loud & thunderous. As the billowing smoke from the building that was formally known as Interlude Energy Enterprises was filling the night sky the fire chief in charge of two more groups of fighters besides his own & two groups of emergency medical teams besides his own had just lost a man trying to safely reach a part of the foundation that was not burning was having a immense headache from the stress of things not working here as they should. Then he heard something but not knowing what it was because no one could see it either matter very little, if not at all. The important thing that mattered now was the idea itself: How to get height when ladders failed? A helicopter or a plane. He lifted his face shield covering his face so he was protected from the smoke as he reached for his intercom radio walkie to be heard clearly, "Hey are any of you extra emergency medical teams from Cornerstone treatment facilities network, down at the corner there?"
The city maintenance teams & police officers were busy with helping fire fighters & the emergency medical teams get at the supposed source of what had caused this "Hell on earth" right in the middle of Madison Avenue a manhole that lead to the sewer system. After hours of removing overturned vehicles & bodies they were able to get to work, the man hole still had a excess of steam or could it have been smoke from the trapped heat still smoldering to the street level. To make sure it wasn't to hot from whatever it was that billowing out of there the fire fighters were spraying foam from fire hoses. -Squawk "Hey are any of you extra emergency medical teams from Cornerstone treatment facilities network, down at the corner there?" came over Kyle Marson's walkie talkie. He was busy strapping a unfortunate man that had received third degree burns from gravel impaling his body & face to a gurney & loading it into the back of an ambulance, while continuing to be ready to deal with far worse than this. Kyle reaches for his walkie talkie from his belt pressing the red receiver button to respond, "This is medic Kyle Marson from Cornerstone treatment facilities chief we're busy on our end here as well as you guys are but what can I assit you with sir?"
"Marson this is Frankerson I need to know does Cornerstone treatment facilities have a chopper available to help us reach a non burning floor here at Interlude Energy Enterprises & how soon will it be before it gets here."
"Did you say a floor there at Interlude Energy Enterprises is not burning Frankerson, how strange? I'll radio your situation to CTF right away it will be forty three minutes before they get to us here so hold on as best you can."
"It will be the only thing we can do for now anyway" Frankerson replied that came through Kyle's walkie talkie.
***********************
Across the country on a California road leading out of Los Angeles the small Honda Accord was heading southwest on highway 10 towards west Covina where Samantha Ryder lived in a house on west Oakdale street. The three people inside the car were listening to west Covina's own WPEN-105.4 "Rock of time hour" the song that the station happen to be playing as they turned onto Oakdale was "My Clone sleeps Alone" by Pat Benatar. They had come from the Ranch House a restaurant that served the best steaks in the state according to George Mc Rain that had come with Sasha Evermore & Jonathan Ryder to find out more of what had happen to Jon's father in New York while he was lecturing on satellite technology for farming uses, George himself had something he wanted to tell Jon about Jon's own "About your theory" on cloning technologies that he was willing to help with.
As Jon rang her doorbell he heard Sam's German Shepherd/wolf mix barking down the hallway, Sam was unlocking her door latch to open her door at the same time claiming the dog down. "Hush now Fluffy!, It's just Jonathan & a couple of his friends coming for dessert"
"Hello Sam I brought my teacher George Mc Rain since he was trying tell me something I think at our dinner?, I think I know what it's about that he had for Sasha & I" Jon reached out to ruffle Fluffy's head as Sam held the door open for them to enter. "Hey puppy how are you girl?" Fluffy lead Jon & his friends to the living room as Sam went to her island kitchen to pull out the apple pie she'd put in the oven. "Can I help you with anything Ms Ryder in setting up?" offered Sasha. "Well you can tell me, why your all really her Sasha because as far as I know I told Jon everything I know about what I heard from the TV on what's going on in New York with his father over his cellphone at the restaurant..." Sasha was grabbing small plates for dishing up the pie. "Ms Ryder why we are here is like your son said Mr Mc Rain has something he was wanting to tell us at the Ranch House restaurant about our class I think? And I would like to know why your own son disrespects his own parents." Sam pulled out a pie cutter from her silverware drawer to place on the counter top of the island, while the pie was cooling for a few minutes. "Oh I see well it's been a long time since I told any of Jon's friends this that's for sure, but you have a right to know my dear, since he likes you so much., Would any you like some ice cream with the pie or something to drink with it? " The living room was very spacious it had enough room for five display cases or several big screen type of TV, the only thing Sam had in it was a grandfather clock from her great, great, grand parents of truly authentic age significant to knowing her own family heritage. George sitting on her couch took the offer of something to drink with the pie he took coffee, Jon & Sasha took milk with their piece pie Sam herself had water. Now that everyone was comfortable Jon had told Sam that what Sasha had said why they were there was true so the conversation turn to the Ryders family history. "Well Sasha you'd like to know why Jon here shows his father & I disrespect as you see it he has good reason to." "Ain't no lying there Sasha" Jon said he held her hand, Sasha thought she'd joke with them for just a minute. "What are you guys saying that your from a black hole or something, sucking this neighborhood to some type of Twilight Zone dimension?" "Nothing that audacious I don't think or is it Jonathan & Sam?" Mc Rain chimed in. "No as a matter of fact it's deeper than that & I can tell you both Jon has every right to be mad at both of us as parents, Sasha & George" Jon himself started to cry. "See when Jon was little I gave up my right to being any kind of a parent to him & so did Max his father as well. It was Max's father who wanted his son's future set as stone in being the next in line to run Interlude Energy Enterprises before his own happiness could be, whatever that happiness may be." "Good God was it truly that bad honey?" Sasha was wiping Jon's check as she saw how his own beginnings troubled him so. "It just kept getting worse, please tell her the rest of it Sam." "Well see I myself had known Max as child as we grew up together his father had started out as a good man but then his work started to be a strain on everyone around him, so much so it was all he had on his mind years later when he was listening to his son's talk of marriage. Max tried to explain that he love a good ol' fashion country girl that he knew forever. Max forgot to tell his dad that I was about to have Jon. So he forbade Max & I from getting hitched, when Jon was born Max & I tried our damnedest to put the past behind us & raise Jon with my parents in secret but then somehow Max's father found out about us & told us we could get married but he would decide what was best for the baby." Sasha herself started to tear up as she was listening, George knew how she felt about what he was going to share with them & he thought he should tell Jon his news in private. "Well anyway Max's father put Jon into a adoption agency & the worst part was Jon was only three years old so we never had time to bound" "That might have been your worst part but not mine, Sam." "I'm know and I really sorry Jon your life always been a mess hasn't it..." " You can say that for sure, see Sasha as I was growing up till I was fifteen I kept bouncing from state & adoption agencies to good home, for very short periods of time because the adoptive parents in each choice were abusive to one another or me, until I moved here to Covina with Sam's mother Trisha Ryder." "Jon to turn from sad stories to a more uplifting note I want share something with you, that I'm sure you may like I was thinking in private of sharing with you without Sasha here, but about your in "About your theory" from last week, You ladies don't mind do you.." "I guess not really" Sam said "Why were you afraid to share it with me present.." Sasha asked as she took a sip of her milk. "The why isn't really important right now it's just from your class file I know how touchy this as a subject is for you Ms Evermore.." "Well can I at least hear what it is about anyway?" "Sure I see why not, after class last Friday I got to thinking about Jon's theory on using cloning for medical purposes..." "What do you mean by medical purposes & cloning my son's full of ideas but that is wrong right Sasha & Jon?" Sam asked as she interrupted. George held up his pointing finger in the air, "Just listen yes right now it's still illegal by any means to place replicated material in the human body, unless approved by the American Medical Association I called my brother Kendall whose a state senator in New Hampshire & I asked him about this because he's also..." "He's also what George?, I hope whatever you told him that he knows I'm not in any way meaning for my idea to be world dominating causing, just helpful if they can use it in that flied of science..." Jon said before George could finish what he needed to say. "He's also part of that state medical board of trustee & don't worry I explained it to him plain & simple what you are meaning to do with it wholeheartedly... He told me that if you Jonathan can talk to the United States National Medical Science Center in Washington D.C. with five collages from here in sunny California, he will start legislation to approve of cloning being used in the everyday medicine & you will be supported as well by me if you'd like?" Jon looked at both of the main ladies in his life before giving George his answer, "That's to deal with isn't it, for now I can only say I'll think about it." Both Sam & Sasha looked at him wide eyed.
*****************
It was now half pass midnight when the helicopter from Cornerstone Treatment Facilities was using it's search light to find street signs or the still flaming building that was known as Interlude Energy Enterprises. It had actually taken longer than Marson had told fire chief Frankerson but that was because they were so busy at the hospital, they had to refuel the helicopter & to fix the search light's faulty wiring before take off. Now landing to pick up Frankerson & four others to take them to that non burning floor of Interlude Energy Enterprises, " What is that floor made of that doesn't burn?' Frankerson thought as he & his fellow team members climbed into the window of the twelfth floor. Running down the floor checking each room was no easy task for there were personal everywhere wondering why the were safe, expect one a woman by the name of Jewel Robberson she had to tell whoever was in charge that the main computer hard drive in Mr. Carter office had been deleted by what she found attached to the monitor a black Raven model head piece with white eyes. It was when she saw Frankerson that she called out to him by whistling, "Hey chief I'm Mr. Carter personal assistant & I found this here attached to his computer monitor" she was holding the head peice in her hand. Frankerson grabbed her other hand "Let's get you out of here Miss to a safe place & worry about that mystery later alright?, & do you know what this floor's structure is made of?" "Yes I do but it wasn't here originally when the building was constructed & I don't know who made it but it was before the Carter family brought the building, Mr Carter calls it Truelium, is he OK by the way do you know?" "He's not in the building as I know of dead or alive, let's go & get out of here" They are the last to board the helicopter Jewel's eyes were tearing up, an hour later she was at the local police precinct telling them of what she'd found on that monitor she saw on their TV screens all about the destruction of Carnegie Hall & was truly scared for Mr. Carter now after seeing this she was sure he was dead for sure.
******************
As the stealth plane was landing at the south street seaport & placing Max Carter on his own freighter to hold him in a safe place till Bruce Raven needed his further services, wasn't easy because of the darkness. After placing a bomb in his micro transmitter that he was going to be placing in his prisoner's head, Ben thought the best place for concealing it would be wearing it in his ear. Ben Mcknight's cell rang as he got finished with his own plans for Max Carter as well if need be. It was Mr. Raven on the other end of his cell he'd wanted to talk with him anyway about something like a deal for not killing Max. "You better listen to me, Mr Raven I have a micro transmitter bomb attached to your prize boy here & if you don't want a real disaster on your hands anymore than you have I want my dead men alive & I don't care how it's handled I just want what's owed me you bastard" "I may be able to help you out in that said department Mr Mcknight but right now lets neither of us get to trigger happy with Mr. Carter."Bruce had been waiting for Mc Knight's play like this & deal with the worm he would but later so right now as he was looking at a medical text history book from over fifty years with the Holly Bible a top of it open to Genesis 2 the creation of man. "Look Mc Knight heaven forbid I'm not God nor do I wish to be, but I've something else planned besides controlling world wide weather systems, how to find it yet that's what I & you need to be patient about." A cunning smile smirked across Bruce's face.
by Matt B.
BOOOOM! The sound that came from the black stealth plane as it was heading over Madison Ave & 59th & 7th streets as it was heading towards the south street seaport on the east river was like that of a firecracker on the fourth of July, loud & thunderous. As the billowing smoke from the building that was formally known as Interlude Energy Enterprises was filling the night sky the fire chief in charge of two more groups of fighters besides his own & two groups of emergency medical teams besides his own had just lost a man trying to safely reach a part of the foundation that was not burning was having a immense headache from the stress of things not working here as they should. Then he heard something but not knowing what it was because no one could see it either matter very little, if not at all. The important thing that mattered now was the idea itself: How to get height when ladders failed? A helicopter or a plane. He lifted his face shield covering his face so he was protected from the smoke as he reached for his intercom radio walkie to be heard clearly, "Hey are any of you extra emergency medical teams from Cornerstone treatment facilities network, down at the corner there?"
The city maintenance teams & police officers were busy with helping fire fighters & the emergency medical teams get at the supposed source of what had caused this "Hell on earth" right in the middle of Madison Avenue a manhole that lead to the sewer system. After hours of removing overturned vehicles & bodies they were able to get to work, the man hole still had a excess of steam or could it have been smoke from the trapped heat still smoldering to the street level. To make sure it wasn't to hot from whatever it was that billowing out of there the fire fighters were spraying foam from fire hoses. -Squawk "Hey are any of you extra emergency medical teams from Cornerstone treatment facilities network, down at the corner there?" came over Kyle Marson's walkie talkie. He was busy strapping a unfortunate man that had received third degree burns from gravel impaling his body & face to a gurney & loading it into the back of an ambulance, while continuing to be ready to deal with far worse than this. Kyle reaches for his walkie talkie from his belt pressing the red receiver button to respond, "This is medic Kyle Marson from Cornerstone treatment facilities chief we're busy on our end here as well as you guys are but what can I assit you with sir?"
"Marson this is Frankerson I need to know does Cornerstone treatment facilities have a chopper available to help us reach a non burning floor here at Interlude Energy Enterprises & how soon will it be before it gets here."
"Did you say a floor there at Interlude Energy Enterprises is not burning Frankerson, how strange? I'll radio your situation to CTF right away it will be forty three minutes before they get to us here so hold on as best you can."
"It will be the only thing we can do for now anyway" Frankerson replied that came through Kyle's walkie talkie.
***********************
Across the country on a California road leading out of Los Angeles the small Honda Accord was heading southwest on highway 10 towards west Covina where Samantha Ryder lived in a house on west Oakdale street. The three people inside the car were listening to west Covina's own WPEN-105.4 "Rock of time hour" the song that the station happen to be playing as they turned onto Oakdale was "My Clone sleeps Alone" by Pat Benatar. They had come from the Ranch House a restaurant that served the best steaks in the state according to George Mc Rain that had come with Sasha Evermore & Jonathan Ryder to find out more of what had happen to Jon's father in New York while he was lecturing on satellite technology for farming uses, George himself had something he wanted to tell Jon about Jon's own "About your theory" on cloning technologies that he was willing to help with.
As Jon rang her doorbell he heard Sam's German Shepherd/wolf mix barking down the hallway, Sam was unlocking her door latch to open her door at the same time claiming the dog down. "Hush now Fluffy!, It's just Jonathan & a couple of his friends coming for dessert"
"Hello Sam I brought my teacher George Mc Rain since he was trying tell me something I think at our dinner?, I think I know what it's about that he had for Sasha & I" Jon reached out to ruffle Fluffy's head as Sam held the door open for them to enter. "Hey puppy how are you girl?" Fluffy lead Jon & his friends to the living room as Sam went to her island kitchen to pull out the apple pie she'd put in the oven. "Can I help you with anything Ms Ryder in setting up?" offered Sasha. "Well you can tell me, why your all really her Sasha because as far as I know I told Jon everything I know about what I heard from the TV on what's going on in New York with his father over his cellphone at the restaurant..." Sasha was grabbing small plates for dishing up the pie. "Ms Ryder why we are here is like your son said Mr Mc Rain has something he was wanting to tell us at the Ranch House restaurant about our class I think? And I would like to know why your own son disrespects his own parents." Sam pulled out a pie cutter from her silverware drawer to place on the counter top of the island, while the pie was cooling for a few minutes. "Oh I see well it's been a long time since I told any of Jon's friends this that's for sure, but you have a right to know my dear, since he likes you so much., Would any you like some ice cream with the pie or something to drink with it? " The living room was very spacious it had enough room for five display cases or several big screen type of TV, the only thing Sam had in it was a grandfather clock from her great, great, grand parents of truly authentic age significant to knowing her own family heritage. George sitting on her couch took the offer of something to drink with the pie he took coffee, Jon & Sasha took milk with their piece pie Sam herself had water. Now that everyone was comfortable Jon had told Sam that what Sasha had said why they were there was true so the conversation turn to the Ryders family history. "Well Sasha you'd like to know why Jon here shows his father & I disrespect as you see it he has good reason to." "Ain't no lying there Sasha" Jon said he held her hand, Sasha thought she'd joke with them for just a minute. "What are you guys saying that your from a black hole or something, sucking this neighborhood to some type of Twilight Zone dimension?" "Nothing that audacious I don't think or is it Jonathan & Sam?" Mc Rain chimed in. "No as a matter of fact it's deeper than that & I can tell you both Jon has every right to be mad at both of us as parents, Sasha & George" Jon himself started to cry. "See when Jon was little I gave up my right to being any kind of a parent to him & so did Max his father as well. It was Max's father who wanted his son's future set as stone in being the next in line to run Interlude Energy Enterprises before his own happiness could be, whatever that happiness may be." "Good God was it truly that bad honey?" Sasha was wiping Jon's check as she saw how his own beginnings troubled him so. "It just kept getting worse, please tell her the rest of it Sam." "Well see I myself had known Max as child as we grew up together his father had started out as a good man but then his work started to be a strain on everyone around him, so much so it was all he had on his mind years later when he was listening to his son's talk of marriage. Max tried to explain that he love a good ol' fashion country girl that he knew forever. Max forgot to tell his dad that I was about to have Jon. So he forbade Max & I from getting hitched, when Jon was born Max & I tried our damnedest to put the past behind us & raise Jon with my parents in secret but then somehow Max's father found out about us & told us we could get married but he would decide what was best for the baby." Sasha herself started to tear up as she was listening, George knew how she felt about what he was going to share with them & he thought he should tell Jon his news in private. "Well anyway Max's father put Jon into a adoption agency & the worst part was Jon was only three years old so we never had time to bound" "That might have been your worst part but not mine, Sam." "I'm know and I really sorry Jon your life always been a mess hasn't it..." " You can say that for sure, see Sasha as I was growing up till I was fifteen I kept bouncing from state & adoption agencies to good home, for very short periods of time because the adoptive parents in each choice were abusive to one another or me, until I moved here to Covina with Sam's mother Trisha Ryder." "Jon to turn from sad stories to a more uplifting note I want share something with you, that I'm sure you may like I was thinking in private of sharing with you without Sasha here, but about your in "About your theory" from last week, You ladies don't mind do you.." "I guess not really" Sam said "Why were you afraid to share it with me present.." Sasha asked as she took a sip of her milk. "The why isn't really important right now it's just from your class file I know how touchy this as a subject is for you Ms Evermore.." "Well can I at least hear what it is about anyway?" "Sure I see why not, after class last Friday I got to thinking about Jon's theory on using cloning for medical purposes..." "What do you mean by medical purposes & cloning my son's full of ideas but that is wrong right Sasha & Jon?" Sam asked as she interrupted. George held up his pointing finger in the air, "Just listen yes right now it's still illegal by any means to place replicated material in the human body, unless approved by the American Medical Association I called my brother Kendall whose a state senator in New Hampshire & I asked him about this because he's also..." "He's also what George?, I hope whatever you told him that he knows I'm not in any way meaning for my idea to be world dominating causing, just helpful if they can use it in that flied of science..." Jon said before George could finish what he needed to say. "He's also part of that state medical board of trustee & don't worry I explained it to him plain & simple what you are meaning to do with it wholeheartedly... He told me that if you Jonathan can talk to the United States National Medical Science Center in Washington D.C. with five collages from here in sunny California, he will start legislation to approve of cloning being used in the everyday medicine & you will be supported as well by me if you'd like?" Jon looked at both of the main ladies in his life before giving George his answer, "That's to deal with isn't it, for now I can only say I'll think about it." Both Sam & Sasha looked at him wide eyed.
*****************
It was now half pass midnight when the helicopter from Cornerstone Treatment Facilities was using it's search light to find street signs or the still flaming building that was known as Interlude Energy Enterprises. It had actually taken longer than Marson had told fire chief Frankerson but that was because they were so busy at the hospital, they had to refuel the helicopter & to fix the search light's faulty wiring before take off. Now landing to pick up Frankerson & four others to take them to that non burning floor of Interlude Energy Enterprises, " What is that floor made of that doesn't burn?' Frankerson thought as he & his fellow team members climbed into the window of the twelfth floor. Running down the floor checking each room was no easy task for there were personal everywhere wondering why the were safe, expect one a woman by the name of Jewel Robberson she had to tell whoever was in charge that the main computer hard drive in Mr. Carter office had been deleted by what she found attached to the monitor a black Raven model head piece with white eyes. It was when she saw Frankerson that she called out to him by whistling, "Hey chief I'm Mr. Carter personal assistant & I found this here attached to his computer monitor" she was holding the head peice in her hand. Frankerson grabbed her other hand "Let's get you out of here Miss to a safe place & worry about that mystery later alright?, & do you know what this floor's structure is made of?" "Yes I do but it wasn't here originally when the building was constructed & I don't know who made it but it was before the Carter family brought the building, Mr Carter calls it Truelium, is he OK by the way do you know?" "He's not in the building as I know of dead or alive, let's go & get out of here" They are the last to board the helicopter Jewel's eyes were tearing up, an hour later she was at the local police precinct telling them of what she'd found on that monitor she saw on their TV screens all about the destruction of Carnegie Hall & was truly scared for Mr. Carter now after seeing this she was sure he was dead for sure.
******************
As the stealth plane was landing at the south street seaport & placing Max Carter on his own freighter to hold him in a safe place till Bruce Raven needed his further services, wasn't easy because of the darkness. After placing a bomb in his micro transmitter that he was going to be placing in his prisoner's head, Ben thought the best place for concealing it would be wearing it in his ear. Ben Mcknight's cell rang as he got finished with his own plans for Max Carter as well if need be. It was Mr. Raven on the other end of his cell he'd wanted to talk with him anyway about something like a deal for not killing Max. "You better listen to me, Mr Raven I have a micro transmitter bomb attached to your prize boy here & if you don't want a real disaster on your hands anymore than you have I want my dead men alive & I don't care how it's handled I just want what's owed me you bastard" "I may be able to help you out in that said department Mr Mcknight but right now lets neither of us get to trigger happy with Mr. Carter."Bruce had been waiting for Mc Knight's play like this & deal with the worm he would but later so right now as he was looking at a medical text history book from over fifty years with the Holly Bible a top of it open to Genesis 2 the creation of man. "Look Mc Knight heaven forbid I'm not God nor do I wish to be, but I've something else planned besides controlling world wide weather systems, how to find it yet that's what I & you need to be patient about." A cunning smile smirked across Bruce's face.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)