CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
The taller boy of the Packrat reminded Jarod of someone deep in his past. The eyes were similar as was the hair coloring, but this boy was at least four years older. He like the other children, a boy and a girl, were Dominants and low down on their social scale.
All three were barefoot and their clothes were castoffs, the throwaways from another Dominant wardrobe or scrounged from the town dump. The girl's skirt was thin through excess washing and one could see her skin through it. Lambourni called Cox's house and asked for Gino, but Cox's servant was out hunting down those who harmed his daughter. The Grim Reaper filled Lambourni in on the details already known.
:"I'll call Lewison." said Lambourni after shutting off his cell phone.
"Raines is behind it," said Jarod while Lambourni talked to the Mentor about the finding some clothes for the Packrats.
The lawyer had such a tribe of children, that he could clothe a whole school.
"Look Liza has been protected since Cox obtained her. Why now?" asked Miss Parker.
"Because Gino's my son. Raines hates me. You know that Frederick, Margaret, and our children have Parker blood in them, and are now free from the curse as is that other son or daughter who has our intelligence and craftiness. Go ahead and giggle, Miss Parker. Raines cannot touch or harm any of them. They are protected, but any child I produced by the Centre design is not under the Parker protection and Raines can kill them with impunity."
"I doubt that they'll have much success, said Lambourni, "not with the new one working at Security and Records. I heard from Lewison that Raines got another boy from the Inner Sanctum and he had no idea who he was related to. Care to guess?" He snickered as he showed them the Centre document listing the above chattel.
In a fit of stupidity or shortsightedness, the Centre gave Michael, Giuseppe's twin brother, the job of Security and Records , and the boy would notice any increase of cash, bullets, and other weapons given to certain staff, correction, Centre killers, after a certain deed had been done. He also knew their addresses, the members of their families, and told his father. Gino would not hesitate to kill the whole family.
That was another thing that Raines nor the Centre had not counted on the ability of Pretenders and Dominants to recognize close kin. Now it is supposed that we humans have that ability, the mother who lost her child at an early age recognizes her own daughter when the girl is now in her twenties. However, that only happens when the daughter was lost when her adult features started to appear, not if she was lost as a baby. Second, you can recognize general appearances, but it only means that the boy with the brown hair and green eyes and round face had the same ancestry as you, not that he was your long lost little brother.
As of yet, the Pretenders, that is, the Dominants controlled by the Centre, had not lost that ability. They needed to survive and that meant avoiding mating with brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, fathers, mothers, and first cousins. So instinct tuned each sense to its utmost. One could tell in a glance that the man before him was his brother and not his cousin; the girl was not his daughter but his sister, and so on. Jarod would have known his mother even if he never saw her photograph. The drug put in his food had not killed that ability.
Jarod knew right away that the Packrats were Kyle's children. Instinct told him nephews and niece. "The Centre is going to have to hire some more goons," said Jarod.
Miss Parker. "Yes I figure. You carry the wine. There's still a bit left if Lambourni doesn't want to take it back."
"You can keep it," the lawyer said with a smile. "I was planning to give it away. Won't have anyone to drink it with."
"Why not?"
"While you were here. Two planes crashed into the Twin Towers in New York. My mate was on one of the top levels along with my daughter-in-law."
No one said anything. They dared not to.
The taller boy of the Packrat reminded Jarod of someone deep in his past. The eyes were similar as was the hair coloring, but this boy was at least four years older. He like the other children, a boy and a girl, were Dominants and low down on their social scale.
All three were barefoot and their clothes were castoffs, the throwaways from another Dominant wardrobe or scrounged from the town dump. The girl's skirt was thin through excess washing and one could see her skin through it. Lambourni called Cox's house and asked for Gino, but Cox's servant was out hunting down those who harmed his daughter. The Grim Reaper filled Lambourni in on the details already known.
:"I'll call Lewison." said Lambourni after shutting off his cell phone.
"Raines is behind it," said Jarod while Lambourni talked to the Mentor about the finding some clothes for the Packrats.
The lawyer had such a tribe of children, that he could clothe a whole school.
"Look Liza has been protected since Cox obtained her. Why now?" asked Miss Parker.
"Because Gino's my son. Raines hates me. You know that Frederick, Margaret, and our children have Parker blood in them, and are now free from the curse as is that other son or daughter who has our intelligence and craftiness. Go ahead and giggle, Miss Parker. Raines cannot touch or harm any of them. They are protected, but any child I produced by the Centre design is not under the Parker protection and Raines can kill them with impunity."
"I doubt that they'll have much success, said Lambourni, "not with the new one working at Security and Records. I heard from Lewison that Raines got another boy from the Inner Sanctum and he had no idea who he was related to. Care to guess?" He snickered as he showed them the Centre document listing the above chattel.
In a fit of stupidity or shortsightedness, the Centre gave Michael, Giuseppe's twin brother, the job of Security and Records , and the boy would notice any increase of cash, bullets, and other weapons given to certain staff, correction, Centre killers, after a certain deed had been done. He also knew their addresses, the members of their families, and told his father. Gino would not hesitate to kill the whole family.
That was another thing that Raines nor the Centre had not counted on the ability of Pretenders and Dominants to recognize close kin. Now it is supposed that we humans have that ability, the mother who lost her child at an early age recognizes her own daughter when the girl is now in her twenties. However, that only happens when the daughter was lost when her adult features started to appear, not if she was lost as a baby. Second, you can recognize general appearances, but it only means that the boy with the brown hair and green eyes and round face had the same ancestry as you, not that he was your long lost little brother.
As of yet, the Pretenders, that is, the Dominants controlled by the Centre, had not lost that ability. They needed to survive and that meant avoiding mating with brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, fathers, mothers, and first cousins. So instinct tuned each sense to its utmost. One could tell in a glance that the man before him was his brother and not his cousin; the girl was not his daughter but his sister, and so on. Jarod would have known his mother even if he never saw her photograph. The drug put in his food had not killed that ability.
Jarod knew right away that the Packrats were Kyle's children. Instinct told him nephews and niece. "The Centre is going to have to hire some more goons," said Jarod.
Miss Parker. "Yes I figure. You carry the wine. There's still a bit left if Lambourni doesn't want to take it back."
"You can keep it," the lawyer said with a smile. "I was planning to give it away. Won't have anyone to drink it with."
"Why not?"
"While you were here. Two planes crashed into the Twin Towers in New York. My mate was on one of the top levels along with my daughter-in-law."
No one said anything. They dared not to.