The Conspiracy II by Laurence O'Bryan

Author:Laurence O'Bryan [O'Bryan, Laurence]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2020-12-25T22:00:00+00:00

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Washington DC, June 3rd, 2020

Rob cleared his throat. “It’s about Jackie,” he said.

“Sure,” said Faith. “Get here as quick as you can. I’m in room B3.”

A black Chevy was waiting for him across the street from the complex. Twenty minutes later he was at TOTALVACS. When he reached room B3, it was empty. A closed laptop lay on the meeting room desk in the middle of the room.

He sat on one of the steel and black leather meeting room chairs and waited. The door opened a minute later.

“We don’t have much time, Rob. I just asked Bishop to give us five minutes. He’s champing at the bit.” She stood near him, then pulled out the chair beside him and sat.

“What happened about Jackie?” Her tone had softened, but it still felt as if she was following some State Department guide to building empathy and getting information.

He suddenly regretted that he’d asked to speak to her about Jackie. She wasn’t going to be sympathetic. What had he been thinking?

“Is this to do with Vladimir and your meeting?” said Faith. “A report I saw said he showed you his phone screen. What was on it, a picture of Jackie?”

He thought about denying it for a few seconds, but decided against it. “No, a video. And she looked alive.” He shifted in his seat, sitting up straighter. “Are you watching me all the time?”

“Not when you’re in the shower. I have my limits.” She smiled. “What was going on in the video he showed you?”

“Jackie was trying to speak to me. She’s alive. She has to be.” Rob leaned forward. His stomach had tightened talking about it. “She had on a t-shirt she bought a few days before she supposedly died in London. She spoke about her medicine.” He paused to breathe in. “She’s not dead.”

Faith put her hand up, as if to stop him saying any more.

“Wait, stop Rob, this is the type of psychological operation the Russians are really good at. They make you think someone close to you is dead or that the dead are alive and then tell you what to do to make it real. I know all about this garbage.” She reached forward, put her hand on top of his, squeezed it, then let it go. Again, it seemed as if she was following some empathy guide.

“The Russians will use whatever dirty tricks they can to get you to do their bidding. You clearly haven’t taken to honey traps, so psychological operations, psy-ops, is their next step. Did they ask you to interfere in the vaccine production process?”

He looked at her.

“I want to talk about this. I suggest we use my idea for a new version of the vaccine to fool the Russians into thinking they’ve won, and we keep going with the production of the first version.”

“I’m glad you’ve come to your senses. And,” she touched his hand again, “I’m sure Jackie would be proud of you.”

She stood and headed for the door. She turned as she reached it and smiled at him.

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