Part Two of TRUTH’S BLOOD

Posted: August 19, 2013 in Uncategorized
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Here is the next chapter in the dystopian thriller that is Truths Blood.

Chapter Two

“I hope our wisdom will grow with our power and teach us that the less we use our power the greater it will be.”

Thomas Jefferson

Chen was growing anxious to leave the god-forsaken ground where fate had abandoned him these many long months.  He was tired of the dust and the parched landscape with its prickly vegetation that grabbed at him wherever he went.  The tented awning under which he sat provided shade but only modest relief from the heat.  He longed for the warm, moist climate and lush vegetation of his home in Southeast Asia.

Lazily swatting at the ever present flies, Chen withdrew a photograph from his attaché case and gazed longingly at the dark haired beauty smiling back at him.  They came from two different worlds; hers, affluent and well appointed; his, poor and wanting.  Even so, and against the will of her parents, they’d kept their relationship alive.  Chen had vowed that somehow he would acquire the wealth needed to win her parent’s approval.  It wasn’t going to be found in this forlorn and desolate border post in northern Mexico, but he was working on a plan.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sudden rush of feet and salute of his communications officer.

“Relax Kang.  What has you so excited?”

“The orders, sir.”

Chen leaned back in his chair, read the hastily scribbled note and closed his eyes for a moment.  Upon opening them he gazed into the distance, towards the southern border of the United States.

Exhaling loudly, Chen returned to the moment.  “Finally Kang, our moment of redemption draws near.”  Chen reached for his attaché case to retrieve two small glasses and a bottle of scotch.  After pouring the drinks, he offered one to Kang.

“Really, sir?”

Chen simply nodded and raised his glass in a toast.  “To success and to returning home.”  The men tossed back their drinks and Kang returned to his station.  Chen poured himself another drink in an attempt to control his impatience for the night’s events to begin.

Finally, the wait is over.  Tonight we infiltrate the U.S. and prepare to pay them back for the wrongs perpetrated on mighty China.

 


 

Shortly after midnight, at the Animas Valley border patrol outpost in New Mexico’s Bootheel, Buzz Peterson poured two cups of coffee and stepped into the communications room.  His partner’s growing agitation was out of character.

“Steven what’s going on?”

“I can’t believe what’s happening.  Seven border patrol stations are under attack.

“Are you sure?”

“It’s all over the radio.  Every available unit including the National Guard is being called in to assist.”

The lights dimmed as the stations power switched to battery backup.

“Power’s out Buzz, we’d better go…

Explosions rocked the building and a fire burst into flame in the kitchen.  Heavy caliber bullets were pounding the station’s bullet proof glass as Buzz and Steven crawled through the smoke towards the backdoor.  Then the backdoor exploded in a blaze of brimstone and light.  Buzz and Steven lay dead.


Chen relaxed in a canvas backed chair smiling to himself and rubbing his hands with delight.  Everything was going exactly as planned.  The Americans were in a panic and confusion reigned across the airwaves.  Soon the order would come to send in his aircraft and their mission would be complete.

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