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Authors: Jonas Saul
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seconds.
She looked up. Both guards had lowered their weapons. Perceiving no threat they had decided to not fire.
“Well done Sarah. You really know how to scare people. What was that? Why did you fall? Got brain cancer or something? Epileptic?”
She grabbed the gun that lay on the ground beside her and stood up, jamming the weapon back in her pants. It was obvious that Vivian didn’t want her to shoot anyone today. Vivian had taken control of her body at the exact moment she had planned on using the weapon thereby telling her not to. There was no written message to receive. Only one of body language.
It also told Sarah something else. Vivian had control of her body and could exact that control at any time. That kind of power over her wasn’t good for Sarah. Using her for messages was one thing. Taking her body over to stop her from doing something was another thing altogether.
“There will be another day. You and I will have our moment,” Sarah said.
“I’m sure we will.”
Someone grabbed her arm from behind.
Sarah instantly turned, clamped her left hand on the person’s wrist and used her right to grab the elbow. In the second before she rammed the person’s elbow straight up, breaking it in half, she realized that the person was Parkman.
“Let’s go. We’re finished here.”
He pulled her away. She went willingly.
“What were you doing? I saw you from thirty feet away. You reached for your gun and then fell down. I thought they’d shot you. What the hell were you doing?”
“Vivian interrupted me.”
“What? How is that possible?”
“The same thing happens when she gives me a message. My hands go numb and then I fall. When I reached for my gun, she did that.”
“To stop you?”
Sarah nodded her head as she turned around and looked behind her. Armond and his bodyguards had disappeared.
“Who were all those men in suits?” Parkman asked.
“They’re his bodyguards.”
“No, I didn’t mean the three guys standing with Armond. I was talking about the ten men standing beside three black Cadillac Escalades across the street. When you reached for your weapon and then fell, all ten of those men pulled out some kind of weapon of their own and took up position around Armond and his men. Before the bodyguards even lifted their guns, these men had them in their sights. A major gun battle came within one second of happening. The only thing that saved everyone’s life was when Armond’s guards dropped their weapons. The ten men in suits lowered theirs and stepped back.”
Sarah was stunned. She turned around again. No one was in sight. No men in suits. No Armond. No bodyguards. No Escalades. Only regular people shopping for fruit and vegetables.
“Do you know who they were?” Parkman prodded. “It was weird. They all wore beige fedoras.”
“Those men are with the American government. I think you and I need to talk, Parkman. I’m in some kind of trouble.”
Chapter 7
Parkman got Sarah back to the Hotel Erzsebet where he’d rented the room for another night. It was already going on 3:15pm.
“We can’t stay here,” Sarah said.
“Why not?” Parkman asked. He was in the act of unpacking something from his small suitcase, a toothpick in his mouth again. “They think we’re leaving today. In the morning we can go to the airport. This evening both of us can give Imre a statement of what happened at the Market Hall. Let him and his men hunt Armond down. He’s connected. Imre can get our description out to other agencies.”
“You’ve used a credit card to reserve this room. Everyone will know where we are, including Armond. The Hungarian authorities have asked us to leave the country by today. When we don’t leave they will want to know why. Sure we can surrender a statement but they’re going to want to know how we knew where Armond was in the first place. They may
She looked up. Both guards had lowered their weapons. Perceiving no threat they had decided to not fire.
“Well done Sarah. You really know how to scare people. What was that? Why did you fall? Got brain cancer or something? Epileptic?”
She grabbed the gun that lay on the ground beside her and stood up, jamming the weapon back in her pants. It was obvious that Vivian didn’t want her to shoot anyone today. Vivian had taken control of her body at the exact moment she had planned on using the weapon thereby telling her not to. There was no written message to receive. Only one of body language.
It also told Sarah something else. Vivian had control of her body and could exact that control at any time. That kind of power over her wasn’t good for Sarah. Using her for messages was one thing. Taking her body over to stop her from doing something was another thing altogether.
“There will be another day. You and I will have our moment,” Sarah said.
“I’m sure we will.”
Someone grabbed her arm from behind.
Sarah instantly turned, clamped her left hand on the person’s wrist and used her right to grab the elbow. In the second before she rammed the person’s elbow straight up, breaking it in half, she realized that the person was Parkman.
“Let’s go. We’re finished here.”
He pulled her away. She went willingly.
“What were you doing? I saw you from thirty feet away. You reached for your gun and then fell down. I thought they’d shot you. What the hell were you doing?”
“Vivian interrupted me.”
“What? How is that possible?”
“The same thing happens when she gives me a message. My hands go numb and then I fall. When I reached for my gun, she did that.”
“To stop you?”
Sarah nodded her head as she turned around and looked behind her. Armond and his bodyguards had disappeared.
“Who were all those men in suits?” Parkman asked.
“They’re his bodyguards.”
“No, I didn’t mean the three guys standing with Armond. I was talking about the ten men standing beside three black Cadillac Escalades across the street. When you reached for your weapon and then fell, all ten of those men pulled out some kind of weapon of their own and took up position around Armond and his men. Before the bodyguards even lifted their guns, these men had them in their sights. A major gun battle came within one second of happening. The only thing that saved everyone’s life was when Armond’s guards dropped their weapons. The ten men in suits lowered theirs and stepped back.”
Sarah was stunned. She turned around again. No one was in sight. No men in suits. No Armond. No bodyguards. No Escalades. Only regular people shopping for fruit and vegetables.
“Do you know who they were?” Parkman prodded. “It was weird. They all wore beige fedoras.”
“Those men are with the American government. I think you and I need to talk, Parkman. I’m in some kind of trouble.”
Chapter 7
Parkman got Sarah back to the Hotel Erzsebet where he’d rented the room for another night. It was already going on 3:15pm.
“We can’t stay here,” Sarah said.
“Why not?” Parkman asked. He was in the act of unpacking something from his small suitcase, a toothpick in his mouth again. “They think we’re leaving today. In the morning we can go to the airport. This evening both of us can give Imre a statement of what happened at the Market Hall. Let him and his men hunt Armond down. He’s connected. Imre can get our description out to other agencies.”
“You’ve used a credit card to reserve this room. Everyone will know where we are, including Armond. The Hungarian authorities have asked us to leave the country by today. When we don’t leave they will want to know why. Sure we can surrender a statement but they’re going to want to know how we knew where Armond was in the first place. They may
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