I’m writing the final sections of Jerry and Betty’s saga today. The Thorines have woken me early morning everyday this past week to make sure I get their story done.
Makes me wonder what they know that I should.
Enjoy.
How Jerry and Betty Became the Least Entertaining Couple in the Neighborhood (Section 11)
Koss sat in his office, his fingers steepled so they formed a thin tower rising from his mouth to his fading pince-nez and his eyes closed, listening to reports from all over the world, listening to his phones ring from the principals of different nations, listening listening listening.
Ann Fisher stood beside him, tablet in hand.
“We still haven’t found Commander Fortin or his lovely wife, Elizabeth? We chipped them both, yes?”
Fisher swiped her tablet. “Yes, both chipped. Both chips show inactive. Shall I run diagnostics?”
“We have how many Keyholes at our disposal, satellites which can read license plates and recognize faces, satellites which can count the number of bees in a hive, and neither chips are active?”
Fisher frowned at her tablet. She swiped up, back down, then two swipes right. “Both chips.” She paused, swiped left then back right. “Both chips show – ”
“The same last readings as when Commander Fortin entered the Thorine atmosphere, correct?”
Fisher tapped her tablet. Dr. Koss’ desktop came to life as Fisher shared her screen.
Koss took it all in in a glance and sighed. “Ah, my beautiful Dr. Fisher, Amy. It appears we’ve been had.”
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