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Chapter Three

As the Range Rover disappeared from view the figure began to emerge from the shadows of the forest. He stood just inside the edge of trees and looked across the road at the home of Marc Angelos. He knew what that Marc would not be turning around even if he had forgotten something back home as he had just enough time to get to work and being late at the facility was frowned upon. He had studied Marc’s routine for months and was very confident in how each of his days played out. There was little change to the routine and he admired the man for that as his own life was anything but routine. He wished for the mundane monotony of simple days and of a simple life. The thoughts of having that were what were driving him now. His Government had promised him a comfortable life after his years of service but had decided not to live up to the deals they had made with him. The fact was that the United States did what it wanted to do and answered to nobody. That was a fact that took place on individual levels and global levels. The World had reason to be nervous about the United States and he wanted nothing more than to wobble the knees of the giant. He hoped it would wake the World to the true dangers of the United States. The current administration was no different than those of the past in the respect that some things the Presidents just didn’t know and would never know about. The military and more directly the secrets of the military were what truly decided the policy of the United States.

He had been a part of it and now was on the run trying to rock the government before they could kill him. He knew they would eventually catch him and that even if he went public with his knowledge that it would just be cast aside like others before him. The people just did not want to believe their own government could be so cruel. It was true though and he would prove it beyond a doubt soon enough if he had his way. He knew people were going to die because of him but he also knew many had died because of him already during his career with the Park Service. Now he wanted to rock the Park Service and bring to light the darkness he had helped create.

He looked at the place it would all begin. He skirted the fringe of the woods and then crossed towards the Angelos’ home. Once across the road he stopped near a large tree and began to climb it. He did not go far up but enough to be able to view the area well. He wanted to make sure that everything was as usual here before he made them begin to change forever. He knew it had to start here and that Marc’s love for his family would be his way to get what he wanted from inside the facility. He was hoping Marc’s love for his family was more than his love for his country. For his sake it had to be that way, it just had to be or else the Park Service and its secrets would continue on with lives taken for what was called “the good of the country”.

A car came down the road and soon into sight of his vantage point in the trees branches. He recognized the Explorer as that of one of Margaret’s friends. She was active in the community as well with all sorts of clubs and sometimes people just came over to the home. There was no way to plan for that and he also knew it immediately meant that today would not be the day. He slithered down the tree and headed through the woods to where he had left his own ride. He hopped on the modified dirt bike and headed towards the ocean where he would exchange his dirt bike for a kayak that he would paddle along the coast till he reached the spot he parked his own Explorer. Then he would alter his appearance with a wig and fake facial hair as well as a little extra padding in the gut. There was no way he was going to be found and he made sure he went to great lengths to cover his own tracks. He would drive the few hours to Portland and then get into his speed boat berthed at the DiMillo’s marina in Portland’s harbor. He then would head to the island bunker that ironically was built by the government to hide a President. Now it is where he hid and where his contact with others who wanted the same thing he did took place. Nobody knew where he was as the bunker was thought to be locked and no longer used. The Park Service had signs warning of danger all over the area and it had scared even the local teenagers away from trying to enter. It was the perfect place to prepare and to hide. He would not be found. The plan would begin soon and he wanted it to be perfect so it had to be done at the right time. He was a patient man and so were the others. He knew getting his hands on what he needed was dangerous for everyone and that the timing was extremely important for all involved.

He would wait. He knew Marc would not be going anywhere.