Kharon by Wayne Marinovich

Author:Wayne Marinovich [Marinovich, Wayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Umduzu Publishing
Published: 2017-03-19T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Churchill, Manitoba, Canada - 2033

Lord Butler looked at the man staring back in the mirror. He clenched his jaw and saw the muscles twitch. The emaciated wretch that gazed back at him was someone that he once might have recognised, but not anymore. The darkness swirled around inside him at the prospect of the Kharon plan. Walking over to the bed, he picked up the sawn-off shotgun and clipped it onto the shoulder strap that was placed over his black waistcoat. Grabbing his long down jacket with its fur-lined hood, he eased his left arm in first, trying not to rub his forearm stump against the inside of the sleeve.

All his belongings had been packed up into three plastic boxes and were piled near the door. He walked out his room and left the building, out into the freezing Churchill air. It was beautiful. A clear, crisp night after a few days of whiteout blizzards and the fresh snow crunched beneath his snow boots. Two armed men in green overcoats, green pants and black boots fell in behind him. They crossed the road together and walked past the Styx laboratory complex.

Local villagers were already queuing out through the main door of the small town hall as Lord Butler made his way down the street. Walking up the steps, two more soldiers appeared from the left and pushed ahead of him, clearing a path for him to enter the small vacant foyer. Two heavily armed men stood, arms crossed in front of their chests, guarding the wooden double door that was the entrance to the hall itself. He felt like royalty, greeting a few men and women who were queuing inside. He smiled like he knew they expected him too.

'Open the doors and start letting everyone in, gentlemen,' Lord Butler barked to the two men. 'It's freezing out here.'

He scanned the smiling faces as the townsfolk filed in from the cold and went in to take their seats on the rows of wooden chairs. Professor and Dr Anderson plus three of their research assistants were detained to one side.

'Francis, what is going on here?' Professor Anderson asked.

'I am going to address the town, Pehr, that’s what.'

'What could you possibly still want from them?'

'Just going to show my appreciation for all they’ve done. You have work to do, so don't concern yourself with the people of Churchill anymore. Start focusing all your thoughts and energies on the production and quality of product that is going to make us famous, and very, very rich.'

'What is going in there? I heard one of them say that you said the meeting was about creating more jobs here. I thought we were finished up here.'

'You are done here. Styx Enterprises is not, however,' Lord Butler snapped. 'Men, escort the Professor and his esteemed team to the waiting trucks. I will be joining you shortly.'

He watched them leave the foyer and walk down the outside steps. Three trucks had just pulled up, and twenty men jumped down, walking past the confused group of scientists.

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