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THE CHASE The gap between Lynn, the leader of The Elite killing squad and Martin Douglas and those with him was just six minutes.  M...


The gap between Lynn, the leader of The Elite killing squad and Martin Douglas and those with him was just six minutes.  Martin and his team knew that trying to get back to their base in Arkansas that night would be dangerous. Shepherd who on several occasions had witnessed how The Elite work, knew that train stations, airports, airfields, bus terminals and harbors would be watched by agents of The Elite. Their only way of surviving the night would be to stay off the road and public places, but the problem was that there was nowhere to go to. Agatha Brown had to use Shepherd’s phone to call an old friend; a 71 year old retired professor who taught her at Georgetown University. “Hello Prof.! This is Agatha Brown. I need your help, I am some trouble.” “I know you are in trouble Agatha,” replied the old man. Agatha was stunned and queried, “How…how did you know?” “It is all over the news that you shot your husband and son before killing a police officer. What drove you to the point of killing your husband and son and even shot a police officer in cold blood?” Agatha was tongue tied; she could not say a word. For the first time since her run-in with The Elite started, she came to see the reach of the power of the evil group, The Elite. Stuttering she managed to plead her innocence, “Professor, I…I did not… I did not shoot my husband and son. And I shot no police officer believe me! I am being framed by The Elite…” “Don’t give me that bullshit Agatha! Why is every criminal we know lately claiming to have been framed by a group which does not exist? The Elite or whatever you call them is a creation of the media and conspiracy theorists. Admit it if you killed your husband and son and a police officer lawfully doing his duty!”

Agatha broke down and began to cry, “Professor, I swear by God I did not shoot my husband and son. They were killed in our house by the same group which you think does not exist. I am not a killer.” “Why would The Elite, if they exist be after you?” “A few days ago I made public a video showing some scientists who work for The Elite using humans in the most hideous experiment known to mankind. The Elite who you think don’t exist actually do exist and I have been working for them for years. I was one of the scientists who helped to use abducted women and girls to birth alien-human species.” “I saw the video you just mentioned and dismissed it as crap. Do you mean to tell me you made the video and it is real?” “Yes professor, I made the video and it is as real as the air you breathe. I have more to show you if you care to know more about The Elite.” “Agatha what do you want me to do?” “I need a place to crash for the night; we are being hunted by The Elite and we have a sick patient. We can’t go to hospital, The Elite agents are everywhere.” “Please who are the ‘we’ you mentioned?” “They are people who are also being hunted by the Elite; people who have been accused of killing their family members while actually they were killed by The Elite.” “It’s okay. I have a warehouse at Fulton Avenue, Hudson County. It is near the old rail station go there and wait for me.” “Thank you professor.” “Don’t thank me yet. You had better be right about The Elite. If I get caught helping you, I will be jailed for helping a criminal.”

With excitement Agatha told her colleagues that her friend, the old professor, would provide a place for them to spend the night. Unknown to Agatha, the professor, and even Shepherd who should have known better, a super intelligent computer programmed to monitor calls picked the conversation between Agatha and the professor and had it relayed to The Elite intelligence Unit. About 11: 45 pm, Martin Douglas and his team arrived at the warehouse at Fulton Avenue and parked to wait for the professor. Their wait was not long before the professor arrived in his old Ford Mustang. When he stepped out of his car, his eyes darted about the street giving the impression he was afraid. Hurriedly he walked to the warehouse, as he tried to open it, his hands shook terribly and the bunch of keys fell off his hands. He picked it up, his eyes still darting about, and tried to open the door to the warehouse and yet again the bunch of keys feel down. From where Shepherd and his team parked and watched the professor, they could tell something was wrong with the old man. So Shepherd asked, “Agatha, what is wrong with the professor? He is too afraid.” They all watched the professor keenly while he opened the warehouse and went in; then Agatha replied Shepherd, “He is afraid of something.” “No! He knows something now,” Martin cut in.

They didn’t drive down to the warehouse immediately because they didn’t know what to make of the professor’s fearful attitude. About four minutes later, the professor called on Shepherd’s phone. Agatha wanted to pick it, but Shepherd stopped him, “No! Don’t take the call. Something is wrong with your old friend Agatha. Let’s wait a little longer before driving to the warehouse.” And so they waited for what seemed about ten minutes and the professor called again, but they did not pick it. Then Shepherd drove them down to the warehouse. By now the drug Agatha administered to Kate had kicked in very much and so she was able to get off the vehicle on her own. When they entered the warehouse, the professor was white in the face with fear. He whispered to Agatha and those she came with, “You people shouldn’t have come here. I was calling to tell you The Elite somehow found out you asked for my help. They will be here any minute.” “How do you know that professor? I thought they didn’t exist,” Agatha asked sarcastically. “Martin! The heads! They are in the SUV; we have to get them!” Martin and Shepherd ran out of the warehouse to bring in the heads, but saw two black Mercedes SUVs driving toward them. There was no time to pack the heads, so Shepherd jumped into the driver’s seat of their vehicle and drove it into the warehouse.

Martin wasted no time to jam the metal doors of the warehouse locking themselves in. Turning to the professor Agatha asked, “Prof is there an exit door out of here?” “Yes! That way.” The professor pointed them to a small room. From the crevices on the metal doors, they could see flood of lights beaming on the doors. They knew in just minutes those doors would come down. Shepherd and Martin worked hard to pack the heads into two bags and ran with Agatha toward the small room. Almost everyone had forgotten she was there until she shouted, “No, don’t! Professor if I am right that way leads straight into the street, right?” asked Kate. “Yes! How do you know that?” “I have been in such a warehouse many times.” Martin, Shepherd and Agatha stood impatiently wondering what Kate was up to. “Kate, what are you doing we need to get out of here or we die,” barked Martin. “I know, but if you make use of that door you will die all the same. That is the reason they haven’t brought down these doors.” Turning to the professor Kate continued, “Professor did they ask you questions about this warehouse?” “Yes.” “What did you tell them?” “They wanted to know about all the exits in this warehouse.” By now Martin, Agatha and Shepherd were all stunned and had to trust Kate. With the look of apprehension in her eyes, Kate asked, “Professor did you tell them about the tunnel?” “There is no tunnel in this warehouse.” “You are wrong, there is one. The Elite will probably know about it by now, but don’t worry; I know how to use it. Guys! We have to find that tunnel now!”

Outside Lynn and the squad she led set up an equipment to release into the warehouse a small dosage of nerve gas. Inside the warehouse Kate knew exactly that The Elite would do, so she stopped the search for the entrance to the underground tunnel and said to everyone, “In a few minutes, they are going to send into this place a very lethal gaseous substance. Once you inhale it, it will shut down your nervous system and kill you instantly. We have to protect ourselves. Professor, can we get water anywhere here?” “Yes. That tank contains water.” “Now listen everyone, find a piece of cloth; anything that can absorb and hold water for long and tie it over your nose. You have to hold your breath until we find that tunnel and get out of here.” While the other heeded Kate’s instructions, with hopelessness in his eyes, the professor said, “But I am old, I can’t hold my breath for that long.” The professor’s words hit Kate like shrapnel and she mumbled under her breath, “Please God, save this man. I can’t save him.” To give the old man some hope, Kate told him to go ahead and cover his nose with a fold of wet cloth and assured him that they would find the tunnel before long. As soon as they had their nostrils covered, Lynn let in the nerve gas. Under her breath, Kate prayed harder.

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