under Deiter Bern, there was established a democratic republic dedicated to stamping out forever National Socialism as the driving force of New Germany.
That form of government still endured in New Germany.
And Nazism in New Germany was all but extinct today.
That, too, would change.
Deitrich Zimmer glanced through the file. There was data concerning John Rourke’s relationship with the Russian woman, Natalia Tiemerovna. But there was also data indicating that, while John Rourke had slept, in the relatively insignificant period of time before his Family joined him, the Russian woman and Rourke’s son, Michael, became lovers.
As much as Zimmer would have wished, he did not consider it likely that he could use this development to drive a wedge between father and son. At best, they might hate each other privately but never question being allied against anyone perceived as their common enemy.
And there was Annie, the only daughter of John and Sarah Rourke, wife of the Jew Paul Rubenstein. From what Deitrich Zimmer had learned of her, she possessed many of her father’s skills. And Annie Rubenstein had the peculiar ability that was referred to in the literature as Remote Viewing. Evidently, if the data was correct, she could see things that by all logic and reason she should not be able to see, through the use of her mind alone. If he could get her, he might experiment with her before killing her.
But her husband would die instantly, of course.
If there was an emotional link involved with her Remote Viewing capabilities, it might prove enriching to observe her reactions as Paul Rubenstein was killed.
There was a slowly growing Jewish population on the earth again. Deitrich Zimmer vowed to correct that. Some Jews had remained clandestinely practicing their faith in the Soviet Underground City in the Ural Mountains. Mid-Wake, the American citadel beneath the sea, had included Jews in its population as well.
Despite his being a Jew, Rubenstein was very clever, Deitrich Zimmer was perfectly willing to admit. But clever Jews died as surely as dull ones, Zimmer smiled to himself.
Clearly, when he succeeded in killing John Rourke, he would have to kill Michael Rourke and Natalia Tiemerovna and Annie and Paul Rubenstein at the same time.
Otherwise, the four surviving members of the Rourke Family would become even more formidable enemies than before.
There came a knock at the door of his laboratory. “Enter.” It was Grundig, his general assistant. “Yes, Grundig, what is it?”
“Herr Doctor,” she began, “there was a crisis, but it has been resolved.”
“I am happy to hear that, Grundig. Its nature?”
Her eyes were wide behind her round rimmed glasses. “Your son—”
“Martin!”
“He is all right, Herr Doctor. The Rourke Family invaded the stronghold of the Land Pirates. Your son was kidnapped… .”
“He was-“
“He escaped. He returns even now to Eden City. He sustained no serious injury.” Deitrich Zimmer lit a cigarette. Curiosity drove people beyond normal bounds. So did revenge.
Deitrich Zimmer knew this from personal experience. Revenge and curiosity were his life force.
9
John Rourke was reminded of the collection of buildings in a muddy middle of nowhere that was the motion picture setting for Jack Schaefer’s superb novel, Shane.
Mary Ann’s home was not a town but rather an outpost of humanity. And barely that. A few buildings— seven in all—almost stared each other down across a wide, empty street that was like a gulf between them. Rather than mud there was snow, and although there were no vehicular tracks in the snow, there were hoofprints of shod horses.
“I see them,” Natalia murmured, referring to the prints.
John Rourke stopped walking.
He stood about fifty yards from the nearest building. “Mary Ann?” “Yeah?”
“Who lives here? A father and mother? A husband?” “My old man.
Rourke caught Natalia’s eye. Then he looked at Mary Ann again. “Is your
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