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no
way she was going to let this man know.
“Who are they?”
“They…” the man
coughed. A deep throaty cough. “They call themselves the Phoenix Resistance. And
have served a useful purpose for nearly 11,000 years, too. They protected the
secret of Atlantis. But, like all brotherhoods, they are run by people. And
people, well – let’s face it, people are corruptible, ignorant, and most of all,
stupid.”
Billie examined
the man’s appearance and decided that he could be dying. Maybe lung cancer or
something. Hell what did she care? The man had kidnapped her.
“What happened to
them?”
“Over the course
of that time, the Phoenix Resistance, in the process of trying to maintain the
secret of Atlantis, managed to lose it altogether on three separate occasions.
The most recent, of course, being nearly 200 years ago, when their plan to bury
it ended in its disappearance entirely.”
She repeated the words
“Phoenix Resistance.” She’d never heard of them.
“For the most
part, they carry on, biding their time, until evidence of its reemergence comes
into light. As it did with your recent discovery of the looking glass and the
existence of Atlantis.”
“How could you
possibly know of that?”
“Let’s just say
that money’s not a problem for me. And, I keep tabs on a number of leading
archeologists around the world, just on the off chance that such an event
occurs, sending into motion a dangerous set of events.”
“What events?”
“Why, the end of
the world of course.”
Billie couldn’t
hide her response. “So, it’s true then.”
“Yes, and given
that you entered all but the inner sanctum last week – that means that we now
have a little under five weeks remaining to save the world.”
“Who are you?”
she asked.
“My name’s Edward
Worthington, and my grandfather, Hank Worthington, stole the great wealth of
Atlantis, before he too discovered its secret. He decided to bury its very
existence, so that no others should fall into the trap.”
Billie sat down.
“Okay, Mr. Worthington,
if what you say is true, why didn’t you simply contact me? Why did you go
through the effort of nearly getting me killed?”
“Ah, that I’m
afraid I brought upon you, but had no idea I was doing so until it was too
late.”
“What do you mean?
You didn’t realize you ordered one of your goons to try and kill me?”
“No, you see, I
paid a man who specialized in rare and often unattainable products. I sought
his assistance when I discovered that you were on the close tail of finding
Atlantis. Unfortunately, I had no idea that the very man I employed just so
happened to be a sleeper cell for the head of the Phoenix Resistance. I fear
something you did while you were in Amsterdam triggered something that made him
realize who you were, and why I was after you.”
“Who was after
me?”
Mr. Worthington
brought up a picture on a hologram in front of them. The man was in a blue
suit, clean shaven, and carrying a suitcase. He appeared quite handsome, had he
not been trying to kill her or at least abduct her only yesterday.
“His name is
Andrew Brandt. This was him three days ago when I paid him 5 million dollars as
a down payment to bring you to me.”
Her eyes looked
at the man for a second and then realized she’s seem him before. “The man with blond
hair in a red baseball cap!”
“Excuse me?”
“He was at the
National Archives center in Amsterdam!”
“That’s
possible.”
“But now we need
to find Atlantis, before they do. And the clock is ticking.”
“If I contact the
other two members of my team, we will have a better chance of finding it.”
“I’m afraid
that’s not possible.”
“Why not?”
“Because, the Phoenix
Resistance are after you. If they find you, and therefore beat us to Atlantis,
all is lost.”
“Why? What is so
important about Atlantis?”
“I think you
know, as well as I do.”
Billie did know,
but she certainly wasn’t going to let him
way she was going to let this man know.
“Who are they?”
“They…” the man
coughed. A deep throaty cough. “They call themselves the Phoenix Resistance. And
have served a useful purpose for nearly 11,000 years, too. They protected the
secret of Atlantis. But, like all brotherhoods, they are run by people. And
people, well – let’s face it, people are corruptible, ignorant, and most of all,
stupid.”
Billie examined
the man’s appearance and decided that he could be dying. Maybe lung cancer or
something. Hell what did she care? The man had kidnapped her.
“What happened to
them?”
“Over the course
of that time, the Phoenix Resistance, in the process of trying to maintain the
secret of Atlantis, managed to lose it altogether on three separate occasions.
The most recent, of course, being nearly 200 years ago, when their plan to bury
it ended in its disappearance entirely.”
She repeated the words
“Phoenix Resistance.” She’d never heard of them.
“For the most
part, they carry on, biding their time, until evidence of its reemergence comes
into light. As it did with your recent discovery of the looking glass and the
existence of Atlantis.”
“How could you
possibly know of that?”
“Let’s just say
that money’s not a problem for me. And, I keep tabs on a number of leading
archeologists around the world, just on the off chance that such an event
occurs, sending into motion a dangerous set of events.”
“What events?”
“Why, the end of
the world of course.”
Billie couldn’t
hide her response. “So, it’s true then.”
“Yes, and given
that you entered all but the inner sanctum last week – that means that we now
have a little under five weeks remaining to save the world.”
“Who are you?”
she asked.
“My name’s Edward
Worthington, and my grandfather, Hank Worthington, stole the great wealth of
Atlantis, before he too discovered its secret. He decided to bury its very
existence, so that no others should fall into the trap.”
Billie sat down.
“Okay, Mr. Worthington,
if what you say is true, why didn’t you simply contact me? Why did you go
through the effort of nearly getting me killed?”
“Ah, that I’m
afraid I brought upon you, but had no idea I was doing so until it was too
late.”
“What do you mean?
You didn’t realize you ordered one of your goons to try and kill me?”
“No, you see, I
paid a man who specialized in rare and often unattainable products. I sought
his assistance when I discovered that you were on the close tail of finding
Atlantis. Unfortunately, I had no idea that the very man I employed just so
happened to be a sleeper cell for the head of the Phoenix Resistance. I fear
something you did while you were in Amsterdam triggered something that made him
realize who you were, and why I was after you.”
“Who was after
me?”
Mr. Worthington
brought up a picture on a hologram in front of them. The man was in a blue
suit, clean shaven, and carrying a suitcase. He appeared quite handsome, had he
not been trying to kill her or at least abduct her only yesterday.
“His name is
Andrew Brandt. This was him three days ago when I paid him 5 million dollars as
a down payment to bring you to me.”
Her eyes looked
at the man for a second and then realized she’s seem him before. “The man with blond
hair in a red baseball cap!”
“Excuse me?”
“He was at the
National Archives center in Amsterdam!”
“That’s
possible.”
“But now we need
to find Atlantis, before they do. And the clock is ticking.”
“If I contact the
other two members of my team, we will have a better chance of finding it.”
“I’m afraid
that’s not possible.”
“Why not?”
“Because, the Phoenix
Resistance are after you. If they find you, and therefore beat us to Atlantis,
all is lost.”
“Why? What is so
important about Atlantis?”
“I think you
know, as well as I do.”
Billie did know,
but she certainly wasn’t going to let him
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