The Apocalypse Four: 93 Million Miles To Gotham by Timothy Mayer

Author:Timothy Mayer
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kmark Publishing
Published: 2018-06-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

April 3, 1917.

“Honestly,” Hearst pleaded with them the next day. “I have no recollection what happened between the time I left the house and when you found me.”

After the three of them had located Hearst in his secret room, they’d given the young woman on the swing a sum of money to keep quiet and take a cab home. She didn’t even bother to ask who they were.

“I hope you weren’t taken advantage of,” Garvey had spoken to her.

“Of course not,” she told them. “Papa Bill is always the perfect gentleman.”

“You have no memory of meeting up with that woman at the Follies?” Garvey asked him. It was early in the morning and they all sat around a table drinking coffee.

After Hearst emerged from his daze the previous day, they were able to get him out of the private floor he maintained in the building and to the waiting car that circled it. On the way back to his mansion, they discovered he’d maintained the private room for years.

“All I remember is the piece of paper Aleister gave me,” Hearst spoke up. “Until you found me, I was in a trance of some kind.”

“What did you give him?” Garvey asked Crowley.

“Here it is,” Hearst spoke and pulled the paper out of his robe. He’d insisted the other three men stay over that night, much to the displeasure of his servants.

Hearst dropped the paper in the middle of the table. Garvey took it and unfolded the small slip.

It was blank.

“I was sure he’d written something on it,” Hearst spoke. “Don’t you recall giving me something, Aleister?”

“You asked for a piece of paper from the notepad on your desk,” Crowley lied. “I tore one off and gave it to you. That is all.” The last thing he wanted was for the other three to think he’d put a spell of some kind on Hearst.

“There is any number of things that could have caused your blackout,” Tesla spoke. “Have you been seeing a doctor about dizzy spells?”

“No,” Hearst responded. “I’m fit as a fiddle. Everyone in my family comes from good stock.” He didn’t see Garvey’s eyes roll.

The subject of the conversation turned back to Tesla and his claims that a large object was headed on a collision course with Earth. At first, they found it hard to believe, even with all that had taken place. It was a bright Tuesday morning and the war fever seemed to be the main thing on everyone’s minds. However, Hearst pointed out that it might be a good idea to let Tesla show him his proof. No one mentioned the strange woman named Babalon who appeared before they could rescue Tesla.

“I have another workshop,” Tesla explained to them, “that I use. It’s in an old factory near the East River. There seem to be a number of these old buildings I have been able to rent cheaply. No one asks questions and I’ve conducted plenty of experiments without the nosey reporters. Sorry, Bill, I understand you want to cover the news, but your journalists can be annoying.

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