Finding Satan by Andrew Neiderman

Author:Andrew Neiderman [Neiderman, Andrew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Science Fiction, Action & Adventure
ISBN: 9781416525363
Google: _J1KYOiejv4C
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2006-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

22.

“WE DON’T NEED TO BE DRIVEN to New York City,” Christopher told Samson Willis as soon as he and Lesley emerged from the house. Samson had brought up one of the black sedans and a driver was waiting. “Where are the keys to my automobile?”

“It’s no problem for us. These guys need something to do.”

“That all might be true, but this is a personal thing. I don’t even know why you’re all here. Just give me my keys,” he added firmly.

Samson Willis looked away. His calmness no matter how upset they were was beginning to infuriate Christopher. Lesley was already struggling to keep her boiling rage under a weakening lid.

“Are you deaf? Give him his fucking keys,” she snapped.

Samson’s eyebrows rose and a slight, impish grin began to form at the corners of his mouth.

“I’ve heard artistic people are highly emotional.”

She glared at him. He turned to Christopher.

“Look, Dr. Drew, I just follow orders. For whatever reason or reasons there are, you have become a subject of very high interest and importance. We’ve been given the responsibility of protecting you, your people, and your work here. It’s beyond both of us,” he concluded.

“What kind of bullshit…”

Lesley actually took a step toward him as if she would slap him. He didn’t wince nor retreat. Instead, he stepped to his left and opened the rear door of the sedan.

“You’re wasting precious time,” he said dryly.

Christopher’s shoulders slumped. He looked at Lesley and then stepped toward the car.

“We’ve got to get there,” he told her.

“This is such a load of crap. You people have nothing significant to do with yourselves so you make things up,” she told Samson Willis. He stood holding the door open, his face barely softening. Even his eyes were dead cold. He was like stone. Lesley saw it was futile to try to insult him. She muttered another profanity and got into the sedan.

“Better you than me,” Samson told Christopher when he glanced at him. He nodded after Lesley.

“I assure you, this is all coming to a quick end,” Christopher told him.

Samson Willis gave him one of his noncommital, unaffected shrugs again.

“I’m here. I’m there. It’s all the same to me, Dr. Drew.”

He closed the door behind him.

The driver was the same man who had driven Christopher from the airport and beside him was the identical other agent. They started away. Both he and Lesley were still so angry, neither spoke. They heard the wheels crackle over the gravel drive. Christopher looked left and saw Shelly and Kirkwood in the research center doorway. Shelly waved and Kirkwood nodded. They both looked very dire, Christopher thought. He was blocking any darkness from his own thinking and his own heart. As if she could read his thoughts, Lesley reached over and took his hand into hers.

He smiled at her. And then he looked back as they approached the end of the driveway. Another black sedan was following. As they turned out, they looked at the overturned vehicle in the ditch. A tow truck had just hooked up to it and was beginning to drag it out.

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