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Raiders of Kalis Castle Part TwoEleven of us would enter the castle from the garden courtyard. Still donned in our heavy ponchos, we entered the garden terrace on the north side. The plants were well watered, to be sure, but not to the point of drowning or excess. Only the correct amount of rain penetrated the soil, which was black and loose. Each varied bed of plants included blossoms of all colors, ranging from coleuses to tulips, to massive roses, to herbs and spices and fruits, to corn and vegetables.
“Touch nothing but the floor, everyone,” I repeated as we walked among the flower beds and limestone benches. “None of the secrets in this castle are worth your lives.”
“Aye, but that shouldn’t mean we wish to ignore as many secrets as we may discover, Bern,” Boule said.
“Agreed. We are here for secrets,” Brooks said.
“Gentlemen...” I stopped in my steps. “Aye we’re here for secrets, but the
Raiders of Kalis Castle Part OneRAIDERS OF KALIS CASTLE
By Agent 505 DRAFT TWO
"Everyone stick together. I see a clearing ahead."
The man on point trod carefully through the brush as the gentle rain fell upon his shoulders. Rain was a constant ally and foe in the Kalis Forest north of the Fauru ruins, and even though we had expected the weather, none of my crew bargained for just how wet it would be. Water in the tents. Water in the food packs. Water in the camp mats. Water in your boots. If we weren't on dry land, I'd have sworn we were back on the sea, floating towards home in the Sarashama. Only then I'd be in my warm cabin. The men and women who came here with me? They'd be in the barracks. But my ship and the comforts of home were leagues from here in the harbor near Iapelle. The comforts of the forest were muddy and damp.
"Captain Buckler! You're not going to believe this!"
Believe it? Of course I believe it, son. Tod
London Calling Final ChapterIt was a long flight to California, and we found ourselves rather bored along the way. Luckily, one of the pilots had brought a pack of cards with him. Though there were about a dozen seats for personnel, there was also an area that could be set up with a table. These C-130s had everything. The only thing it didn’t have was a bathtub that Eva would’ve liked to have at one point, so instead we had to bring her into the cargo area for a good rinse with the plane’s pressure washer. Michelle and Anabelle told me later that it was Eva’s strangest bath ever, though not much different than taking a shower on the floor.
Turns out I would end up with a wicked wound on my left bicep. I give them props for being able to give me stiches on the plane. Shelly was there at my side the whole time, holding my right hand tightly.
“You always seem to be rescuing me, Greg. I’m sorry you got shot.”
London Calling Ch 14Again the group traversed to the hotel loading dock, a location we had discovered was both private and large enough to accomidate a convertible. However, our group had expanded from four to nearly seven now. The six of us gathered near the loading area around Michelle, who kneeled.
“Meechelle, you only have room for four passengers, oui?” Eva asked.
Michelle nodded. “I don’t know if I like the idea of everyone piling in, either.”
“Michelle? A word?” Anabelle motioned for Michelle to come closer.
“What?” Michelle stood up and went over to her. They began to discuss something quietly. “Megan, come here.”
“What are you all discussing?” I asked.
“Girl stuff.” Michelle went back into the huddle. “Hmm… well, if we word it correctly.”
“Do you know what they’re talking about, Greg?” Dr. Sorensen asked me.
I shook my
London Calling Ch 13Above, two of the green suits were in conference.
“We’re still waiting for confirmation from Agent Gamma. His last report stated full surveilance at the main gate to the Tower of London.”
The suit with the feather on his cap nodded. “And Delta?”
“He’s doing a full sweep of the surrounding blocks. Scanning for any trace of the doctor.”
“Call him back, Beta.”
“Yes.” The man with the feather pounded the table. “Do it already.”
“Sir, what about the other girl? The fellow’s fiancé?” Beta asked.
“I guess we’ll have to abandon the station. Unless you’d love to go collect a dead body?”
“Not so much,” Beta replied.
The feather in the cap bobbed as the man nodded his head. “Very well then. You know your orders.”
“What about the genie girl? Is she stil
London Calling Ch 12I had made my way back outside and, though I wanted to see the interior of the White Tower, realized that it was close to eleven. Starting with the innermost ward, I pulled the smartphone from my jacket pocket and began tapping the screen with my fingers, opening the thermal camera mode. With every tap, I could see heat signatures from every person who had been in the area, and even as they walked past red trails faded from red to blue as their heat left the view.
Neat, I thought to myself.
Using the scanner as I walked, I stuck to the trail and headed around the east quarter of the inner ward before starting north. Occasionally I’d look up to see if the heat signature in front of me was occupied by someone I could see, and most of the time it was.
After working my way around to the northwest corner of the inner ward, I heard a soft ringing in my pocket. The real cellphone was ringing.
Switching phones, I answered. “Hello?”
London Calling Ch 11I had barely made it into the white tower to take a photograph of the grand reception area, which was filled with tapestries and… actually, I don’t remember because I didn’t really get a chance to explore the rest.
“Would you like to have an extra special tour, sir?”
The yeoman surprised me. I glanced at the ER emblem - the mark of the Queen, Elizabeth II, on his uniform.
With a curt nod, I smiled. “I admire you for sneaking up on me, sir.”
“It was not my intent, my apologies.” He waved his hand towards the room behind the reception, known as the Small Armory. “This way.”
I followed the yeoman through the tower and downstairs to the lower level of the tower, and into a workshop area to a quiet door in the corner labeled ‘Unauthorized Access.’ He used a large key to open the door and showed me inside.
“It gets a little dark from here.”
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