Heretic by David Beers

Author:David Beers
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: dystopia, sci-fi, Horror, scifi suspense mystery, disturbing suspense series, racy, dark, Science Fiction, scifi murderer, murder, thriller, science fiction best seller, artificial intelligence
Published: 2014-11-16T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

He didn't know what to do.

That's what Leon said later, what he told himself for years after when he thought about his decision. He didn't know what to do and in that confusion, people died. A lot of people. People he knew. People he loved. People he never wished harm on. He, in that single decision, killed them all.

He had lied to Allen and kept the truth of Caesar's conversation quiet. An hour later, still on the couch watching an entertainment center that was neither the center of his attention nor entertaining him, he decided that had been the right decision. Had Allen known, been told, then Caesar was dead. By lying, Leon might have made himself Unnecessary, but he thought that better than having his friend killed. He didn't know what was wrong with Caesar. Maybe something had happened inside his head, some kind of break that The Genesis' scan hadn't been able to detect. Like a split in his personality that was causing these insane thoughts. Maybe the woman and the daughter Caesar spoke about didn't even exist, maybe Caesar made them up in his mind. Leon couldn't know any of it, but he did know that if he tried to sleep without Caesar in this world, he wouldn't be able to. He couldn't go on with his own life, as it was now, if he turned Caesar in.

Telling April, though, wasn't turning Caesar in. April was his wife. April was Caesar's friend.

Those three things drummed in his mind while he sat alone on the couch, waiting on April to arrive home. Those thoughts played over and over, like a song looping back on itself at the end. April knew everything about Leon; that's what marriage was, a partnership, sharing. Caesar couldn't expect him to not tell her, to keep this to himself. Not completely. He could expect Leon not to turn him in, but not to tell April? This whole thing was bullshit, the fact that Caesar had put him in this predicament, so he couldn't blame Leon for revealing it to someone. Couldn't blame him for trying to get someone else's opinion, for trying to get it off his chest.

The justifications went on and on. Long after his wife had arrived at home, kissed him, and then went to bed, leaving him on the couch.

He made his decision late into the night.

He knew that telling anyone else would create more danger for Caesar.

But he also knew that not telling was too much to hold in, because knowing his friend's thoughts, the craziness inside them, was driving Leon insane. And in the end, that impending insanity won out. His inability to force it down, to stomach it, to let Caesar make his own decisions and to keep out of it grew too strong.

At five in the morning, he walked into their bedroom and lay down next to his wife.

"April," he whispered.

She didn't move.

He had run a search for Allen and Rachel and knew they were resting themselves.

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