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Authors: J.C. Phelps
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satisfy
your question?”
“ I guess so. I’ll let you get back to
your work. Thanks, Dad,” I said and turned to walk out of the
room.
“ Don’t forget about the surveillance
devices I told you about. If you find them, don’t take them down
either. They will just come back and re-install and you won’t know
where they are.”
I walked out of the room to go back to the
guesthouse. These past two days had been more hectic than I had
ever experienced before. I thought I was pretty cool and knew a lot
before yesterday. Now I was beginning to question everything.
One thing that bothered me was the way my dad
took this in stride. He had always been my protector and now he
didn’t even care that I was being spied on. He seemed to think it
was funny. Maybe he was getting senile. I didn’t really think that.
My dad could lose the use of every part of his body but his brain
would still continue to work, and work well.
I got to my place and hesitated before I went
in. I knew quite a lot about computer technology and had done some
research into spy technology so I figured, if they had money the
devices were probably pretty small, otherwise they would be easy to
find. The things would have to have some way to get power and the
easiest way was to use battery-operated devices. The only problem
is the batteries die and you have to replace them. It’s not a big
deal if you plan to do surveillance for a short period, but I
didn’t have any idea how long they planned to spy on me.
I walked around the outside of the building
searching for unexplained wires. I found some wires coming out of
the house and went in to find they were kosher. I looked around and
found a little black device attached to the lamp on the end table
in the living room. I put it back where I found it and continued my
search. I spent the rest of the day ferreting out six audio bugs
and five cameras strewn throughout the kitchen and living room.
The guesthouse was not tiny, but it was only
big enough for one person or maybe a couple. There weren’t that
many places to hide things. The floor plan was open like the main
house except for the one bedroom and bathroom.
Dad had been right about not finding any in
the bathroom or the bedroom. For that, I was thankful. I would have
had to move out. There are certain things I don’t want people to
know about me unless I choose to share them. What my body looks
like under my clothes is one of those things.
Most of the devices I found were wired into
the main electrical lines in the house, so that was not at all
reassuring. A person could do surveillance indefinitely that way.
From what I could tell by the angles of the cameras there wasn’t a
spot in the whole house they couldn’t see, including the bedroom
and bathroom if I happened to leave the doors open.
I cleaned up the mess I had made while
conducting my search and flopped down on the couch. I sat there for
a while pretending to read, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of
being watched. I got up off the couch with my book, put some shoes
on and left for Sal’s to get supper.
After I had eaten my sandwich I went to the
coffee shop to have some privacy. I stayed there long after I
finished my book. I finally made myself head for home. I
immediately scanned the area for vehicles that seemed out of place.
I saw several that I wasn’t sure about, but nothing popped out at
me. I was continuously looking over my shoulder all the way home.
When I got there I couldn’t bring myself to go inside. I sat
outside in my car for a long time. I woke up with a terrible pain
in my shoulder and neck and decided to go inside.
I went straight to my room and shut the door
and set the alarm clock for 5:00 AM. I slept in my clothes for the
second night in a row.
*****
Chapter Five
The alarm was going off but I couldn’t seem
to pull myself out of bed. I laid there for a long time listening
to the constant beeping. Finally I got mad enough at the sound to
roll over and
your question?”
“ I guess so. I’ll let you get back to
your work. Thanks, Dad,” I said and turned to walk out of the
room.
“ Don’t forget about the surveillance
devices I told you about. If you find them, don’t take them down
either. They will just come back and re-install and you won’t know
where they are.”
I walked out of the room to go back to the
guesthouse. These past two days had been more hectic than I had
ever experienced before. I thought I was pretty cool and knew a lot
before yesterday. Now I was beginning to question everything.
One thing that bothered me was the way my dad
took this in stride. He had always been my protector and now he
didn’t even care that I was being spied on. He seemed to think it
was funny. Maybe he was getting senile. I didn’t really think that.
My dad could lose the use of every part of his body but his brain
would still continue to work, and work well.
I got to my place and hesitated before I went
in. I knew quite a lot about computer technology and had done some
research into spy technology so I figured, if they had money the
devices were probably pretty small, otherwise they would be easy to
find. The things would have to have some way to get power and the
easiest way was to use battery-operated devices. The only problem
is the batteries die and you have to replace them. It’s not a big
deal if you plan to do surveillance for a short period, but I
didn’t have any idea how long they planned to spy on me.
I walked around the outside of the building
searching for unexplained wires. I found some wires coming out of
the house and went in to find they were kosher. I looked around and
found a little black device attached to the lamp on the end table
in the living room. I put it back where I found it and continued my
search. I spent the rest of the day ferreting out six audio bugs
and five cameras strewn throughout the kitchen and living room.
The guesthouse was not tiny, but it was only
big enough for one person or maybe a couple. There weren’t that
many places to hide things. The floor plan was open like the main
house except for the one bedroom and bathroom.
Dad had been right about not finding any in
the bathroom or the bedroom. For that, I was thankful. I would have
had to move out. There are certain things I don’t want people to
know about me unless I choose to share them. What my body looks
like under my clothes is one of those things.
Most of the devices I found were wired into
the main electrical lines in the house, so that was not at all
reassuring. A person could do surveillance indefinitely that way.
From what I could tell by the angles of the cameras there wasn’t a
spot in the whole house they couldn’t see, including the bedroom
and bathroom if I happened to leave the doors open.
I cleaned up the mess I had made while
conducting my search and flopped down on the couch. I sat there for
a while pretending to read, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of
being watched. I got up off the couch with my book, put some shoes
on and left for Sal’s to get supper.
After I had eaten my sandwich I went to the
coffee shop to have some privacy. I stayed there long after I
finished my book. I finally made myself head for home. I
immediately scanned the area for vehicles that seemed out of place.
I saw several that I wasn’t sure about, but nothing popped out at
me. I was continuously looking over my shoulder all the way home.
When I got there I couldn’t bring myself to go inside. I sat
outside in my car for a long time. I woke up with a terrible pain
in my shoulder and neck and decided to go inside.
I went straight to my room and shut the door
and set the alarm clock for 5:00 AM. I slept in my clothes for the
second night in a row.
*****
Chapter Five
The alarm was going off but I couldn’t seem
to pull myself out of bed. I laid there for a long time listening
to the constant beeping. Finally I got mad enough at the sound to
roll over and
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