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With their chance to Mexico gone with the men they slaughtered, they had to plot a new scheme to get to San Miguel, El Salvador. Yet ...

With their chance to Mexico gone with the men they slaughtered, they had to plot a new scheme to get to San Miguel, El Salvador. Yet again Kate had to dig into her rich pool of contacts within and around The Elite. Jackson Moore was an elderly man who worked for the Elite, particularly with moving their agents around the world. He was high risk contact; he had the ears of the leaders of the Elite in North America. However if any man could get Kate and her team to San Miguel, El Salvador, Jackson Moore could do it. Like in old times, Kate showed up at one of his hideouts, a five star hotel in Michigan and asked to speak with him. When he heard that Kate was around to see him, he called Frederick Edward, Eve’s father and Kate’s uncle, to know what her mission might be, “Lord Fred, Kate is here.” “Are you serious? She has been missing since after the meeting in the submarine. Find out what she wants and let me know.” “Okay, I will.” Kate was led in to see Jackson Moore. To show the level of influence the man wielded, a section of the hotel was blocked off for him and his men. As Kate was led in to see him, she shuddered at the level debauchery she saw in that section of the hotel. Men walked around nude, while teenage girls lured out with money and the promise of being turned into celebrities overnight, took part in ritual sex. Kate almost threw up by the sight of what she saw.

It was hard for her to believe that she was once part of all that. Amongst the leaders of The Elite, ancient satanic sexual worship and child sacrifice were perfectly recreated. The whole picture made Kate sick in the stomach. She was happy to be taken away from all that to a private room to see Jackson Moore. Kate expected a sane environment in the private room, but when Jackson came out to see her, he came with a bevy of naked women who as quickly as they settled into the private room began to perform ignoble orgies which left Kate to demand that Jackson send them out or she would do it for him. “What is wrong with you, Kate? This is who we are and this is how we worship! You have changed; I can see it in your eyes. What do you want?” “Send them away, or I repaint this room with blood!” yelled Kate as she pulled out a knife from her hip and stood to her feet. Jackson knew better, the Kate he knew was a killing machine. With the wave of his hand the bevy of nude ladies took their orgies somewhere else. “What do you want? There is so much fun around and I don’t want to miss it. Are you aware that Senator Torrey Austin has been chosen as the new president of United States of America? He will win the election and will take our league to new heights and will build the ancient temple in many cities of the world. Today he will ascend to his inner seat with the blood of fifteen virgins. I don’t want to miss the excitement. You should come watch it with me.”

“I wish I could be there, but I have pressing matters to attend to.” “What in the world could be more important than watching Torrey Austin take the virginity of fifteen girls before offering their blood on our altar?” “Keeping you alive.” Her answer startled him, he moved closer to Kate and asked, “Who is after me?” “Justin Scott made sure your enemies got hold of most of the things you have done for The Elite before bowing out.” “Are you bluffing? How come no one has told me about it?” “You didn’t know about it because you have made too many enemies even amongst us. The twelve year old you raped to death last year, do you know whose distant cousin she was?” “No, I don’t.” “Jerry Baldwin, the Elite field officer in the Scandinavian.” “Oh no! Who else knows this?” “A few agents who worked under Baldwin in Norway.” “But Baldwin has been nice to me. Why hasn’t he told the council?” “He wants to handle it his way.” “What does that mean?” “You will wake up one morning dead without explanation and your entire family gone as well. There are many in the Elite who will do that for Baldwin. And I doubt they have told lord Fred. If he finds out, he won’t kill you. He will take you to one of our human farms for experiment.” “Kate what do I do?” “I’m moving highly promising trainees to San Miguel, El Salvador. I want you to make it happen under the raider.” “Consider it done! But how about me?!” “I am the queen of the underworld, move my trainees and I will make sure Baldwin never speaks a word for as long as you live.”

Jackson brightened up and hugged Kate. Kate shooed him away as though the mere touch of his hands would stain her. “I will get in touch with you to inform you where to pick the trainees.” “I will be waiting for your call.” Kate made to leave the room and Jackson called her back, “Wait Kate, you should reach me on this number. It is secure, no one should know about the things we talked about,” he offered Kate a plain white card. For a novice, it would seem there was nothing on it, but Kate knew better.” As Kate reached the door to leave the room, Jackson asked her to wait once more and asked, “You said I have too many enemies, you only mentioned Baldwin, who are the rest?” “If I told you, you would go after them, and that would earn you a place in our human farms. Leave them to me and do nothing stupid.” “Kate, if you can keep me alive, just know you can rely on me for anything at any time.” “Thank you Jackson, I will remember that promise.” As soon as Kate left, Jackson called lord Fred and lied to him, “Hello sir, I have spoken with Kate; there was nothing serious about her visit. She wanted her travel documents fixed.” “Did she mention where she has been all this while?” “You know Kate; she never speaks of those things. The things she does for the Elite are not to be spoken of openly.” “Thank you Jackson, if she contacts you again or at any time mentions Justin Scott, make sure you tell me.” “I will sir.”

Two days later, Kate and her team touched down in San Miguel, El Salvador. Jackson had made it happen for Kate. Thirty minutes after their arrival in San Miguel, Kate placed a call to a girl in Copenhagen, Denmark and asked her to silence Jerry Baldwin. Anita Mikhail, was a Russian girl Kate recruited a year earlier, she was not a ranked agent and took orders from Kate as her handler. Two hours after that call, Kate and her team arrived at the house were her parents were being kept. With her heart beating very fast, she stood before the door of the house and knocked, before her hand could drop down, guns were pointed at them through holes in the door and nearby windows. As soon as Kate saw the guns she shouted, “MELEK HA-MASIAH! MELEK HA-MASIAH!” Then the door opened and a towering muscular man in his late thirties stepped out of the house. In his hand was an assault rifle which he held very well, giving the impression he must have had some military training. Looking at them with suspicion, he asked, “Who are you and how did you learn that word?” “I am Kate Edward. Justin Scott left me a message which requires that word to be spoken before I can receive it.” The guns by the window vanished and the man said, “Come in.” Kate and her team went into the house, poised to fight if something was to go wrong.

An elderly white-bearded man came out from one of the rooms in the house; smiling, he said, “Justin did it. He must be made a martyr.” He walked over to where Kate sat and shook her hand and said, “Kate Edward, you are welcome. For years we have been wishing for someone with your training and depth of knowledge about the Elite to join us. All the men in this house and some in the city have been waiting for someone like you to lead us in an assault against the Elite. I know you have come to see your parents, they are not here. But don’t worry; they will be brought here soon.” “How long would it take for them to get here?” “Kate, you have nothing to worry about, before you knew your parents were alive, we have been watching over them, making sure lord Fred never found out they are alive. Relax, what can we serve you?”

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