The Vanishing (The End of Time Chronicles Book 1) by Heath Jannusch & Sheila Jannusch

Author:Heath Jannusch & Sheila Jannusch [Jannusch, Heath]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Heath and Sheila Jannusch
Published: 2012-07-29T04:00:00+00:00

Land of Enchantment

The Vanishing – Day 7

Albuquerque, New Mexico

It took Mason and Cleo several days of driving and siphoning gas to reach Albuquerque. Cleo awoke, when Mason pulled to a stop in front of his storage unit, number twenty-one. He unlocked the padlock, bent down to grab hold of the handle, and lifted open the large metal door. It made a clicking sound, as it rolled up into position above them.

The storage unit was the largest available and it was full of state-of-the-art equipment; including weapons, money, ID’s, a large black Hummer with tinted windows, and that was just scratching the surface. Over the years Mason had filled it with everything that he’d hoped he would never need.

“Wow,” said Cleo, clapping her hands together and laughing. “Who needs the Company? We’ve got our very own mobile government. But will any of it even work?”

“Of course,” said Mason, as he tapped the inside walls of the storage unit. “I encased this entire unit with a faraday cage in the event of an electro-magnetic blast.”

“That’s bloody genius mate,” exclaimed Cleo. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you knew this was all going to happen.”

“Let’s get it all loaded,” replied Mason, as he began filling the Hummer with weapons and equipment. Within the hour, they were fully loaded and back on the road, headed north to Santa Fe.

Mason had moved his family to Santa Fe, New Mexico about two years ago, after his wife had finally had enough of the hustle and bustle of Washington D.C. He had to admit that the move had been a good idea, especially now that the city no longer existed.

“Is this it?” asked Cleo, when Mason pulled to a stop in front of a quaint, two story adobe house.

“Yeah,” he answered, taking a deep breath.

“How long has it been since you’ve been home?”

“Too long,” frowned Mason, realizing it was close to six months since he’d last seen his family. His children would’ve grown quite a bit. Mason couldn’t seem to stop his hands from shaking, nor the butterflies in his belly. He laughed at himself a little, thinking of the countless dangers that he’d previously conquered. He’d no idea that seeing his family would cause so much anxiety.

“So what are ya waiting for?” asked Cleo. “Don’t you wanna see them?”

“Of course I do,” snapped Mason. “It’s just that it’s been awhile and, and…”

“And what?” encouraged Cleo.

“And, wait here for a minute.”

“Bloody hell ya cry baby, if I had any family left, nothing could keep me from them, especially not nerves.”

“I said, wait here,” snapped Mason.

“Whatever,” hissed Cleo, as she folded her arms in front of her and leaned back into the seat, pretending to take a nap. “Let me know when you grow a pair.”

Ignoring Cleo’s comments, Mason opened the door and climbed down from the Hummer. He was halfway across the front lawn, when he saw one of the living room curtains move. When Mason reached the front door, he found it locked but what bothered him, was that his key wouldn’t unlock it.

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