unleashing the virus.”
Gabriel inhaled then exhaled loudly.
“To find Melissa, I have to find Terzini first, that’s my gut feeling. I will find Melissa, alive,” Gabriel said, pain and desperation lacing his words. “Please, tell me how to find Terzini. Where is he, Amber? Where is his hideout?”
“Terzini overtook a house, a huge ranch up on North Mountain Drive . You remember passing North Mountain Drive, right?” she nudged his memory.
“Yes, I do,” he answered.
“His house is on that road. It’s the one at the top of the hill behind a seven-foot tall stockade fence.”
“North Mountain Drive, stockade fence” Gabriel repeated. “Got it. Thanks, Amber.”
She thought Gabriel was about to hang up so she cried out, “Gabriel! Be careful! Terzini’s house is heavily guarded and he is nothing like the Terzini who created you. Please, watch your back.”
“I will, and you, too.”
She paused a moment and was about to allow the line to go dead when another key piece of information popped into her head, information that could be relevant.
“Gabriel, there’s one more thing I have to tell you,” she began and heard Gabriel bracing himself with a soft groan. He expected more bad news. “Terzini is a paranoid man. He fears two things: failure and rebellion.
“Okay,” Gabriel said with hesitance.
“His unending fear and distrust prompted him to create a failsafe insurance policy.”
“ Insurance policy, what do you mean? Are there more monsters?” Gabriel asked and she could tell he was not joking.
“ No, nothing like that, nothing that simple,” Amber said and took her lower lip between her teeth before continuing. “Terzini has a way to kill off his own creations should they ever try to revolt.”
“What?” Gabriel asked disbelievingly. “That does not sound like Terzini! That sounds like,” he paused a moment then added, “I don’t know what it sounds like.”
Amber could hear the doubt in his voice, the distrust. But she was not lying. She had heard the information pass from Terzini’s own revolting lips.
“It’s true,” she said. “He told me about it when he had me in his private quarters,” she said and swallowed hard against the lump that had gathered in her throat. She did not like recalling the brutalities she’d endured at her maker’s hand and was loath to share them with anyone, but Gabriel needed to know. Her information could save him. So she continued. “He bragged he’d created an ultralow radio frequency. It transports electromagnetic radiation in a form so concentrated it will kill every member within a certain distance of it.”
Gabriel was quiet for a long moment then said, “How? How is it activated?”
“He has this portable device. It’s not big, only about the size of a laptop computer. I don’t know much about it, just that he has to punch in a code and a deadly stream of electromagnetic wavelengths transmits from it.”
“ Oh my God,” Gabriel breathed then asked, “Then what happens? What happens when this remote control is activated?”
Amber drew in her breath and closed her eyes. She could see Terzini’s pasty body, nude and beside her in his oversized bed. He’d bragged at length about what would happen to members unfortunate enough to endure the frequency he’d invented. She did not know whether he’d hoped she’d share what he’d told her and strike fear in the hearts of his creations. That seemed unlikely as they were not capable of experiencing fear. But she was. He’d known as much because he had created her that way. Regardless, he’d smiled and narrowed his lizard-like eyes, black, beady and dead, and explained that pain would burrow deep in their brains first. Agonizing pain, unlike any they had ever felt, would start at the base of their neck and quickly spread to their eyes and ears. Blood would weep from every orifice of
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