Sam and Jesse sat at a table at a small sidewalk diner and watched across the street as Michael waited in the park for Elliott. The park was mostly paths for walking and bicycles. There was a playground on the far side of the park. Thankfully, Michael was far enough away that the playing children would avoid injury if it came to that.

As Michael waited, Elliott and another man approached him.

"Fulton!," Elliott smiled. "I'd like you to meet a friend of mine. This is Nathan Drexell. He is the one who is determined to do something about this country's BS state."

"Elliott told me about you," Nathan said. "I'd like you to come join us, if you would like. We're planning some big things to whip this country into shape as soon as possible."

"Let's do it," Michael smiled.

"Follow us in your car, Fulton," Nathan said. "We don't have a lot of time to lose."

Michael followed the dark green SUV from the area. Sam and Jesse sighed.

"Looks like he's in," Sam said. "Let's hope this all goes well."

"And before that tsunami hits," Jesse said.

"You really think that's going to happen?," Sam asked. "I mean, there was a lot of talk about that after that big tsunami in Thailand back in oh-four. The experts all said that the chances of that here are extremely slim, almost none."

"But this earthquake was bigger than any that ever hit those islands, ever," Jesse said. "I would not doubt that this tsunami has a chance at hitting us."

Sam thought. "Elsa and Evan are already in New York," he said. "I'll call her to be sure they stay there for awhile. I wonder if Lantana and her husband have left town yet."

"You better call her, Sam," Jesse said. "I know how close you two have become. Have you seen how she looks at me? She still doesn't know if she can trust me yet. She still trusts Michael only moderately and she barely trusts Fiona at all."

"She hasn't met Maddie yet," Sam said.

"She looks at you like you're her father reincarnated," Jesse continued. "She misses him so much."

"Yeah, I know," Sam said. "I am still trying to find more about him and what really happened to him. Lantana still has very few answers to her questions. I want her to get those answers."

Michael nodded. "I hope you find what she needs," he said.

"Guys, I like Lantana too," Jesse said. "But we need to get moving now, if you will. We have a tsunami coming our way and people who are planning to bomb a charity event that includes children."

"Yeah, let's go," Michael said.

Sam already had his phone in his hand. He dialed Lantana's number and waited.

"Lantana, are you at home right now?," Sam asked.

"Yeah, I am," Lantana replied. "We live on high ground. We should be fine if the tsunami does hit."

"But you're closer to the beach," Sam reminded her. "I'd be a lot more comfortable if you and Justin would head north. Maddie and Fiona went to Georgia until this is all finished."

Lantana sighed. "You're just like I remember my father," she remarked. "He was always overprotective." She paused. "OK, we'll pack a few things and leave by day's end. I have friends in Atlanta. I'll call and we'll stay with them."

"Let me know," Sam said.

"I will," Lantana replied. "You and Michael stay safe."

"We'll be fine," Sam said. He ended the call.

Sam left the loft in his Cadillac, which Lantana hated. She liked American cars, especially muscle cars. She loved Michael's classic Charger.

At the children's hospital, Jesse worked and watched other workers and volunteers carefully. He tried to determine in his mind if any one of the others was part of the Freedom Brigade. They were known to send in undercovers, like law enforcement does.

At the compound, Michael was becoming friendly with other members of the brigade. They were all rude, obnoxious, and filled with hate to the government. They did not just hate the American government, but others as well. They complained about China's death penalty quite a bit. In China, a person sentenced to death is executed in one week. The convicted person is shot once in the back of the head and the family of that executed one pays for the bullet.

Michael pretended to go with it all. He complained, belittled, and laughed when he needed to do any one of these or even all three together at once. He was still not able to obtain information on where the bombs would be. All he knew was that there would be more than one bomb. He knew that this would likely kill everyone at the event. That would include Sam as he protected the governor. It would also likely include Jesse, as he might be at the event with the children to help.

Michael knew that he needed to find the information as quickly as possible or his friends would pay the ultimate price, as would several innocent young children.

At home, Lantana finished packing. Justin was already finished and was waiting for her.

"I don't see what Sam is worried about," Lantana said. "Those scientists all said that a tsunami hitting Florida is fifty times less likely than winning the lottery or being attacked by a shark."

"Well, he cares about us," Justin said. "Especially you."

"Oh, damn," Lantana suddenly blurted. "I need to get something from my locker at work. I left my phone and the necklace Mom left me."

"Come on, Lantana," Justin said. "Let's just go."

"No, I'm going to go get them," Lantana said. "We'll swing by on the way to Georgia. Let's take my Mustang. It's faster."

"Fine," Justin said. "Let's go."

Lantana drove to her office building, where she hated working, and parked across the street. Justin stayed in the car and listened to music while she trotted into the building. Inside, Lantana went to the break room and opened her locker. She put the necklace on and picked up her cell-phone. As she closed her locker, something caught her eye. She froze in fear as she could see what was coming out the large window that faced the ocean: the tsunami.

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