The three
men looked worn and bleak. They hadn’t slept in about twenty-six hours. A sense
of “I told you so” was all across their faces. They felt foolish. So what;
doesn’t everyone at one time in their life?
That was it. No excuses. No bullshit. They all knew she fucked them.
Her main
handler was nowhere to be found. Contacts were informed all over town, but no
response. Sometimes it was better to get no response than a pack of lies. The
handler was sure she would stay loyal. No problem. But he was wrong. That’s the
way this business goes sometimes. Once you have it figured out, something or
someone comes along to fuck it up. What was that something? Or who was that
someone? The handler may know.
She was a
quirky sort, prone to emotional outbursts that oftentimes made no sense. Why?
No one in touch with her would really say. Hard to tell. Her upbringing was
complicated. That was put in her file. No getting around that. She got the
attention of project researchers when she was ten. Her parents were not bad
people. They were just going through life at a time when change was ramped up.
Their daughter was the collateral while going through this change. The
researchers defined the “change” to suit their own objectives. That’s how it
works. Subjects are the “change” and the result of it.
In her case
she didn’t react well. That continued later in life. This had benefits and
liabilities. The three men knew this. That’s why she was chosen. Take the
relationships she had with men. Her track record wasn’t good. For instance, she
had left one man to go back with another. This reunion only lasted a little
over two months. She ended it. She had to go back to the one she left in the
first place. The negatives she had talked about were no longer negative. Now
they were justified. Lie or truth? At this time the three men didn’t know. They
didn’t really care. Their objective was to get her back in the fold.
First they
had to find her principle handler. He was gone. Had someone gotten to him? If
that had happened the situation would be difficult. The situation is
complicated enough. Complications work out, they always do. People could get
hurt or even killed in the process, but that’s the business. The three men knew
that by heart.
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Title: Monarch’s Metaphor
A NOVEL by
Mike Bertelsen
This book is a work of fiction. Names,
characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents are the
product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance
to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
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