Soul Identity by Batchelder Dennis

Author:Batchelder, Dennis [Batchelder, Dennis]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Technological Fiction
Publisher: NetLeaves
Published: 2007-11-16T16:00:00+00:00

I woke at four and switched on the GPS. Bob had driven us halfway down the New Jersey Turnpike already. “Jeez, you’ve made great timing,” I said.

Bob smiled into the rear view mirror. “Yes, sir. It’s been smooth sailing so far.”

Val sat up and rubbed her eyes. “Is there a rest area coming up?” she asked.

“Another mile, ma’am,” Bob said.

“Thanks.” She turned to me. “I’ve been thinking that we need to get Flora somewhere safe. It seems too coincidental that WorldWideSouls just happened to be targeting her.”

I nodded. Bob pulled into the rest area, and I called Madame Flora from the pay phone.

One of the twins answered with a groggy “Hello, you’ve dialed Madame Flora’s. Do you have a psychic emergency?”

“I’m sorry for waking you up so early,” I said. “But I have a message for you and your grandma.”

“Who is this?” the voice demanded.

“I can’t say my name, but think about this—I’m the guy who saw your grandma’s fax machine on Monday morning.”

Dead silence for a few seconds. Then, “Okay, buster. What kind of cookies did I bake?”

I thought for a second. “Chocolate chip. But without the chips.” So it was Rose on the phone.

I heard a giggle. “And no salt, either. What can I do for you, Mr.—”

“No names,” I interrupted. “Listen, I saw you on television earlier tonight. I think there is about to be a serious problem, and you need to get your grandma out of the house right now.”

“Now?” She sounded incredulous. “Right this minute?”

I tried to put some extra urgency into my voice. “Your grandma’s life may be in danger. Yours and your sister’s, too. Please get out immediately. Let me tell you where to go.”

“Hold on,” Rose said. “I have to get my sister, so she can help remember.” I heard her waking up Marie and giving a quick explanation, and then Marie got on the line. “Go ahead, we’re both listening.”

“Your grandma wanted me to check on a commission for one of her customers. Drive to that person’s house, but don’t go in there. Go to the next house south. The back door is open.”

“I hope there are beds in there,” one of the twins said.

“There are. If you get that far, see if anybody is watching the customer’s house. If you can do it without being seen, sneak him out of his house and over with you.”

“This is beginning to sound fun,” one twin said.

“Not to mention creepy,” the other added.

“I’ll explain when I get there at seven thirty,” I said.

“Great, we’ll make breakfast!”

I hung up the phone and shuddered at the thought of a breakfast cooked by girls who baked chocolate chip cookies containing neither chips nor salt.

I walked back and opened the driver’s door of the limo. “I’ll drive the rest of the way,” I said to Bob.

He nodded and slid over.

Val came back and saw both of us sitting up front. “Don’t leave me alone in the back,” she said. She opened the passenger door. “Bob, scoot to the middle.

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