The Eighth Guardian (Annum Guard) by Meredith McCardle

Author:Meredith McCardle [McCardle, Meredith]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Skyscape
Published: 2014-05-06T00:00:00+00:00

GREEN

67^CAPITOL8*8

My breath catches in my throat. “Is this . . . Green’s log-in and password? Why are you giving this to me?”

Alpha takes a second before responding. “Because I think you deserve it. Don’t tell anyone.” He nods his head toward the library. “Go. You have five minutes. I’ll be in my office. Meet me there when you’re done.”

He walks toward his office, leaving me alone in the dining room. I don’t hesitate. I bolt into the library and pull out the chair in front of one of the computers. I flick the mouse from side to side to get the screen to turn on. Then I enter Green’s log-in and password.

Green. Green’s? What does this have to do with the Gardner museum? Anything? As soon as the US emblem hits the page, I type my dad’s name into the search box and wait for the page to load. There it is. I click on it and hold my breath.

A new page pops up, and my face falls. I only scan it, but it’s the same thing as before. Just a long, boring family tree. What is Alpha doing? Am I supposed to be looking for something else? Maybe something on the Gardner museum, something I don’t have clearance for? I move the mouse up to the search function and start typing. I’ve gotten as far as ISABELLA STEWART GAR when I notice something. This page is different. I stare at it, and my mouth drops open.

His dates of birth and death are there, but that’s not all.

Mitchell Thomas Obermann. Born Natick, Massachusetts. Died Dallas, Texas.

Dallas, Texas. My dad died in Dallas. In the United States. That doesn’t make any sense at all. He was in the navy. I always assumed he died a hero, saving our country in some foreign locale. But not in Texas. Why would my dad be in Texas?

I stare at the screen for several minutes, waiting for an answer that will never materialize. I glance at the clock. I’m supposed to meet Alpha in a minute and a half. I close the government window and launch the Web browser, then quickly type DALLAS, TEXAS and the date he died into the search engine.

I scan the results. There was a Hole concert. That’s probably not why he was there. A meeting of the Dallas city council. Maybe? We’ll come back to that. A mixer of the Texas Iron Spikes, whatever that is. A wire fraud case. Gah! No. To all of these. I glance at the clock again. Thirty seconds. I click on the city council meeting, which takes me to a PDF. I scan it. Economic studies, housing reports, legal BS. A bunch of boring nothing.

I close the browser and slide the mouse across the table. I don’t get it. Did Alpha know I wanted to look up my dad? He had to have known. I push back the chair and head to his office. The door is open when I get there.

“Did you find what you were looking for?” Alpha asks.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.