Coke.
“Yeah,” I answered him in return.
“Precisely,” he says taking a sip of Coke. “Ahh! Refreshing!” he says.
“So how about an answer then?” I asked him.
He clears his throat and points a finger towards the T.O.C door. “Is it safe to say that here in that very room you gather information and share knowledge against the very government you are sworn to protect?”
I used to refuse to look at it that way before, but it was true no matter how phrased it. Nevertheless, this is the moment of truth if he’s recording this conversation or wearing a wire it’ll come out now. So, I might as well just get it over with. “Yeah, you could say that,” I answered. I anticipate a S.W.A.T. team to break through the doors and shatter the glass, propelling through the window. I can almost feel my wrist hurting as though the cold cuffs were hurting already, my heart beats at a high rate waiting for the worst.
“Well, I wish to share as well, in my own way of course.”
I look at this guy from top to bottom. He obviously knows every detail needed to put me away so it’s clear he’s not the authorities. His demeanor, though, it almost makes me feel at ease. Almost.
“Hmph! I didn’t see this coming. So what are you, some type of radical?” I ask Todd.
He takes another sip of the coke. “I’m, uh, more of an extremist I guess you could say,” Todd says removing his jacket and sets it on the seat beside him. His all black attire shows a white strip at the top of his button up shirt underneath his collar. I couldn’t believe my eyes, he was a priest.
I point towards his neck and say, “Wow. That would explain the straight Coke. Hey, bartender!” I yelled out, but wasn’t actually trying to actually get Dan’s attention. Just making a joke of the matter and laughing it off. “I’m definitely gonna need a drink for this one, ha. I’m a Christian so excuse me if I don’t do the whole Hail Mary thing,” I say facetiously. “Are you serious, a priest?”
He looks at me with a look that only a preacher man can give you that makes you humble your attitude.
“Okay, I guess you are serious. I apologize, it’s just something I didn’t expect,” I said. “Ahem… so, how can I help you?”
“Actually… I came to help you, Kevin Thomas,” he says. He used my first and last name obviously to make sure he had my attention which he did. “I’ve seen your work, it’s very accurate and detailed, if I do say so myself. But think of a fly, if you will. Small in this big world yet has seen so much, pretty much all of it, yes? It’s one hundred percent free, has no hive it has to return to like bees, nor any queen, it obeys like ants, no,” he says taking another sip of soda. I’m starting to think he’ll never finish that Coke. “But what it doesn’t notice...” he says, pausing to turn his body completely my direction with his right elbow on the bar counter supporting his weight. “Is the direction he was going would lead him right into the spider’s web.” It was not hard at all to grasp the metaphor. But what was he really trying to come out and say?
“No more beating around the issue, what’s your point?”
“Well, I planned to ease you into it but if the bottom line is what you want then alright.” He sighs. “The world has been corrupted by secret conspirators since nearly the dawn of man. And mankind as we know it is literally going to hell in a cradle, calmly nestled away with a blanket and pacifier,” he says with such speed and no effort. Silence falls over the room. We both look around and notice the two women that were dancing before were across the room starring, Dan, stacking bottles at the other end, and the three regulars, must have overheard John’s last statement seeing as how they all now have that look on their face like their jaws almost want to drop. He raises his hands high to the ceiling, “Enter by the narrow gates, children, for the Kingdom of God is at
“Yeah,” I answered him in return.
“Precisely,” he says taking a sip of Coke. “Ahh! Refreshing!” he says.
“So how about an answer then?” I asked him.
He clears his throat and points a finger towards the T.O.C door. “Is it safe to say that here in that very room you gather information and share knowledge against the very government you are sworn to protect?”
I used to refuse to look at it that way before, but it was true no matter how phrased it. Nevertheless, this is the moment of truth if he’s recording this conversation or wearing a wire it’ll come out now. So, I might as well just get it over with. “Yeah, you could say that,” I answered. I anticipate a S.W.A.T. team to break through the doors and shatter the glass, propelling through the window. I can almost feel my wrist hurting as though the cold cuffs were hurting already, my heart beats at a high rate waiting for the worst.
“Well, I wish to share as well, in my own way of course.”
I look at this guy from top to bottom. He obviously knows every detail needed to put me away so it’s clear he’s not the authorities. His demeanor, though, it almost makes me feel at ease. Almost.
“Hmph! I didn’t see this coming. So what are you, some type of radical?” I ask Todd.
He takes another sip of the coke. “I’m, uh, more of an extremist I guess you could say,” Todd says removing his jacket and sets it on the seat beside him. His all black attire shows a white strip at the top of his button up shirt underneath his collar. I couldn’t believe my eyes, he was a priest.
I point towards his neck and say, “Wow. That would explain the straight Coke. Hey, bartender!” I yelled out, but wasn’t actually trying to actually get Dan’s attention. Just making a joke of the matter and laughing it off. “I’m definitely gonna need a drink for this one, ha. I’m a Christian so excuse me if I don’t do the whole Hail Mary thing,” I say facetiously. “Are you serious, a priest?”
He looks at me with a look that only a preacher man can give you that makes you humble your attitude.
“Okay, I guess you are serious. I apologize, it’s just something I didn’t expect,” I said. “Ahem… so, how can I help you?”
“Actually… I came to help you, Kevin Thomas,” he says. He used my first and last name obviously to make sure he had my attention which he did. “I’ve seen your work, it’s very accurate and detailed, if I do say so myself. But think of a fly, if you will. Small in this big world yet has seen so much, pretty much all of it, yes? It’s one hundred percent free, has no hive it has to return to like bees, nor any queen, it obeys like ants, no,” he says taking another sip of soda. I’m starting to think he’ll never finish that Coke. “But what it doesn’t notice...” he says, pausing to turn his body completely my direction with his right elbow on the bar counter supporting his weight. “Is the direction he was going would lead him right into the spider’s web.” It was not hard at all to grasp the metaphor. But what was he really trying to come out and say?
“No more beating around the issue, what’s your point?”
“Well, I planned to ease you into it but if the bottom line is what you want then alright.” He sighs. “The world has been corrupted by secret conspirators since nearly the dawn of man. And mankind as we know it is literally going to hell in a cradle, calmly nestled away with a blanket and pacifier,” he says with such speed and no effort. Silence falls over the room. We both look around and notice the two women that were dancing before were across the room starring, Dan, stacking bottles at the other end, and the three regulars, must have overheard John’s last statement seeing as how they all now have that look on their face like their jaws almost want to drop. He raises his hands high to the ceiling, “Enter by the narrow gates, children, for the Kingdom of God is at
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