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Authors: Jeremy Robinson
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“Whatever it takes.”
“Glad to hear that’s still your policy,” said George.
“Why?” Sally raised an eyebrow. “You have something planned?”
George gave a sideways glance to Jake, who promptly stepped forward. “Director McField, as you know, one of our lead scientists, Tom Greenbaum, has traveled back in time using LightTech owned equipment. Not only is this a crime against LightTech, but taking into account Dr. Greenbaum’s intentions, it is a crime against all humanity. Given what is at stake, we believe it necessary to implement a few safety precautions, a few…failsafes.”
“Meaning?” Sally asked, seemingly unfazed by this information.
“Meaning, Director McField,” the stranger said, in a voice that screamed military, “if the situation cannot be contained, it must be eliminated.”
“And you are?” asked Sally.
“Captain John Roberts.”
George intervened, “Captain Roberts is the head of our Time Enforcement Division.”
“Time what? Why wasn’t I told of this?” Sally crossed her arms tightly across her chest.
“You’re in charge of technology development. You didn’t need to know. Captain Roberts has been training for years in case your division succeeded,” George explained as he chuckled, “And as soon as you succeeded, you lost control.”
“What are you planning to do?” Sally asked, already knowing the answer.
“You heard Captain Roberts. If the situation cannot be contained it will be eliminated. Roberts has been trained for every situation imaginable. He speaks fifteen languages, is a master of cultural blending and is trained in several kinds of hand-to-hand and special weapons combat.”
“That’s just what we need, a gung ho G.I. Joe killing people in the past,” Sally said with a chuckle.
“Miss McField,” Roberts said, “I assure you, I am the best equipped man alive to handle this situation. When Dr. Goodman fails, I will not.”
“What event are you planning on going back to?” Sally asked.
“We’ve calculated the date on which Jesus was most likely crucified. If Dr. Greenbaum wants to disprove the story of Jesus, that is where he’d start,” Jake explained.
“I’m leaving three minutes after Dr. Goodman,” added Roberts, “If he hasn’t retrieved Dr. Greenbaum when I find them, I’ll take care of the situation in the most expedient way possible.”
“Sacrifice their futures to save our past,” Sally said, understanding the plan.
“Exactly,” George said with a smile.
“I expect you’ll keep me informed?” Sally asked, as she headed for the door.
“Naturally,” George replied, “Oh, and Sally, keep this to yourself.”
“Naturally.” Sally left the room wondering how she could have let this happen. Tom and David had been sentenced to death, and she was the only who could save their lives.
—FIVE—
Descent
28 A.D.
3:33 P.M.
Bethany, Israel
Tom woke up feeling sore. His head was pounding and his dry eyes stung as though he had spent too much time in an over chlorinated pool. His throat burned as though he’d swallowed a vial of acid; he was parched for even the smallest drip of water. Tom climbed slowly to his knees and rubbed his eyes.
His direct surroundings were strange and confusing. He was inside a bush. That wasn’t a good sign. As Tom braced himself against some branches, he remembered their success the day before. He remembered eating with David at Peggy’s. And he remembered drinking...a lot. Tom thought he must have made a fool of himself, but after his fourth beer, the night was a blank slate. From the headache, dryness and odd surroundings Tom deduced that he must have gotten thoroughly drunk. How long had he been unconscious? Why hadn’t David found him and dragged him home?
Stumbling from the bush, Tom leaned up against a tree. After taking a moment to relax his body and clear his mind, he realized what he was doing—leaning against a tree… in the middle of the Arizona desert ? Tom
“Glad to hear that’s still your policy,” said George.
“Why?” Sally raised an eyebrow. “You have something planned?”
George gave a sideways glance to Jake, who promptly stepped forward. “Director McField, as you know, one of our lead scientists, Tom Greenbaum, has traveled back in time using LightTech owned equipment. Not only is this a crime against LightTech, but taking into account Dr. Greenbaum’s intentions, it is a crime against all humanity. Given what is at stake, we believe it necessary to implement a few safety precautions, a few…failsafes.”
“Meaning?” Sally asked, seemingly unfazed by this information.
“Meaning, Director McField,” the stranger said, in a voice that screamed military, “if the situation cannot be contained, it must be eliminated.”
“And you are?” asked Sally.
“Captain John Roberts.”
George intervened, “Captain Roberts is the head of our Time Enforcement Division.”
“Time what? Why wasn’t I told of this?” Sally crossed her arms tightly across her chest.
“You’re in charge of technology development. You didn’t need to know. Captain Roberts has been training for years in case your division succeeded,” George explained as he chuckled, “And as soon as you succeeded, you lost control.”
“What are you planning to do?” Sally asked, already knowing the answer.
“You heard Captain Roberts. If the situation cannot be contained it will be eliminated. Roberts has been trained for every situation imaginable. He speaks fifteen languages, is a master of cultural blending and is trained in several kinds of hand-to-hand and special weapons combat.”
“That’s just what we need, a gung ho G.I. Joe killing people in the past,” Sally said with a chuckle.
“Miss McField,” Roberts said, “I assure you, I am the best equipped man alive to handle this situation. When Dr. Goodman fails, I will not.”
“What event are you planning on going back to?” Sally asked.
“We’ve calculated the date on which Jesus was most likely crucified. If Dr. Greenbaum wants to disprove the story of Jesus, that is where he’d start,” Jake explained.
“I’m leaving three minutes after Dr. Goodman,” added Roberts, “If he hasn’t retrieved Dr. Greenbaum when I find them, I’ll take care of the situation in the most expedient way possible.”
“Sacrifice their futures to save our past,” Sally said, understanding the plan.
“Exactly,” George said with a smile.
“I expect you’ll keep me informed?” Sally asked, as she headed for the door.
“Naturally,” George replied, “Oh, and Sally, keep this to yourself.”
“Naturally.” Sally left the room wondering how she could have let this happen. Tom and David had been sentenced to death, and she was the only who could save their lives.
—FIVE—
Descent
28 A.D.
3:33 P.M.
Bethany, Israel
Tom woke up feeling sore. His head was pounding and his dry eyes stung as though he had spent too much time in an over chlorinated pool. His throat burned as though he’d swallowed a vial of acid; he was parched for even the smallest drip of water. Tom climbed slowly to his knees and rubbed his eyes.
His direct surroundings were strange and confusing. He was inside a bush. That wasn’t a good sign. As Tom braced himself against some branches, he remembered their success the day before. He remembered eating with David at Peggy’s. And he remembered drinking...a lot. Tom thought he must have made a fool of himself, but after his fourth beer, the night was a blank slate. From the headache, dryness and odd surroundings Tom deduced that he must have gotten thoroughly drunk. How long had he been unconscious? Why hadn’t David found him and dragged him home?
Stumbling from the bush, Tom leaned up against a tree. After taking a moment to relax his body and clear his mind, he realized what he was doing—leaning against a tree… in the middle of the Arizona desert ? Tom