Zero Day by Jan Thompson

Author:Jan Thompson [Thompson, Jan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781944188597
Publisher: Georgia Press LLC
Published: 2020-04-27T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

The problem with a team whose members knew they were going to die was that it killed their motivation. Nothing Kelvin said—whether explicitly or implicitly—could make Vivek and Danika do what Reuel wanted: take over the new MedusaNet from Ulysses.

Kelvin found himself working hard alone, surrounded by Vivek and Danika squabbling with each other in their last days on earth.

As soon as Reuel appeared on the screen again, Kelvin threw up his hands. “Kill us already!”

The door clicked open.

“What did you ask them to do to us?” Danika screamed at Kelvin.

The men came in, and without a word, they cuffed Vivek and dragged him out.

Danika pounded the door. “You can’t do this to us! We’re human beings too!”

Onscreen, Reuel cleared his throat. “From your conversation with each other, I realized that you need an incentive to get this project completed.”

Kelvin glanced at Danika. What have you done?

“We’re holding Vivek and Yona until we have control of MedusaNet,” Reuel said.

Kelvin raised his hand.

“What, Kelvin?” Reuel frowned.

“It’s not called MedusaNet anymore. Ulysses renamed it Telemachus.”

“Son of. Hmm… Not unexpected.”

Kelvin had no opinion. If Ulysses—real name unknown—wanted to name it after his mythological son, Telemachus, who was he to object? However, to keep it all Greek, Ulysses should have called himself Odysseus, rather than the Latinized version of his name.

Then again, what did Kelvin care? He was stuck in here without a bargaining chip, imprisoned with a screaming woman gone berserk who might not be able to do the job without her beau.

However, since he had nothing to lose…

“Reuel, three meals a day together with our friends, daily showers, and clean clothes. Is that too much to ask?” Kelvin went for it.

“No sleep? You’re not asking for beds?”

“Considering you seem to be in a hurry to take over MedusaNet—Telemachus—I wouldn’t think we’d get much sleep.” Kelvin paused, as if thinking, which he really was. He pointed to an empty corner by the wall. “However, since you mentioned it, a couple of cots over there might be a gesture of kindness and good faith.”

Reuel laughed. “I can see why Aspasia kept you alive. You don’t take sides, do you?”

Kelvin used to take the side of money, but now that he was older, money had no hold on him as much as people.

And God.

He had repented.

Yet, he was still in this hole in the ground that he had to crawl out of. Galatians 6:7 came to his mind in a flash.

Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.

Kelvin knew he was reaping the sin he had sown. His soul was forgiven, but that didn’t remove the consequences of his sin.

This could be his death sentence, though he would go to Heaven with a free conscience.

“Please?” Kelvin asked.

“You’re asking for a lot. Three meals a day, showers, clothes, and two cots.”

“Do you want Telemachus or not?” Kelvin kept his voice even, although his heart was beating fast.

Reuel paused. And then he nodded.

An hour later, one cot appeared in the corner.

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