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The Call Part 12
Decisions
Hands were clawing at his feet dragging him slowly into the cold, wet abyss beyond.
He struggled and kicked at them but to no avail. They stopped for some seconds but advanced on him time and time again.
Jarod shot up, panting. He frantically looked around.
He breathed deeply when he recognized his surroundings. The dream still fresh in his mind, he shook his head sadly when he realized what had made it so real.
The tide was coming in and slowly starting to flow around his feet and licking at his ankles.
He had obviously again dozed of while sitting on the beach in Canada.
After staying in the apartment near Blue Cove, he had finally made his way up here to the east coast of Canada three days ago.
He had felt slightly claustrophobic and uneasy staying around Blue Cove longer than necessary and so he had left after giving his body four days to heal.
Seven days ago he had fled from the Centre. The wounds on his body had healed a great deal. There would be some scars but then again that was nothing new.
As much as his physical wounds had healed, the ones in his mind had worsened.
The last night he had spent near Blue Cove had been gruesome and so his resolve to leave the area had hardened. Jarod had hoped that by putting some distance between himself and the Centre, he could also put his mind at rest.
His hopes had scattered the moment he had closed his eyes after arriving in Canada.
Real sleep had been a near impossible thing since then.
The episode that had taken place only minutes ago was one more proof of that.
It was bright day, the sun was shining and the ocean that had always had a calming influence on him surrounded him.
And yet another nightmare had appeared from the depth of his consciousness.
Jarod sighed.
The Centre had yet again managed to pile some more frightening episodes in his mind for further use in his dreams.
The Centre had yet again betrayed him. That was nothing new.
What was new though was that the one person he had thought he could trust had betrayed him. Though they had had their difficulties due to the roles they played in the Centre's game of chess, Jarod had always felt close to her.
He had always thought that when push came to shove she would remember their friendship and forget their roles.
Jarod shook his head and cursed himself.
Hadn't she shown often enough that he was wrong with his evaluation?
Time and time again she had pushed him away, hurt him purposely and refused to trust him.
Why was he so hell-bent on the idea that 'he' could trust 'her'? She was his enemy god damn it.
And she was obviously equally hell-bent to prove him that she didn't bring help but harm to him.
She had done it before.
In the limousine on the airport.
'But that had been because her father and brother and Raines were there', his mind argued.
But nonetheless she had turned away from him, turned him down flat with his plea for help.
All in once, she showed him exactly what she would do if he gave her the chance to do so again… she would betray him.
And her betrayal hurt more than anything else. And the thought that she would do it again if he gave her the opportunity hurt even worse.
If he gave her the opportunity…
Jarod sighed again.
He had spent the last few days pondering what he wanted to do. He could resume his game with the Centre or he could stop it. He could just drop of the face of the earth.
Jarod knew that he had always had the measures to do so but up to now, too much had held him back from doing so.
He had clung to his past with an iron force that was beyond his understanding now.
Why had he been so determined to keep up the connection with the Centre?
He had convinced himself at first that it was for fun. Yes, it was kind of funny and interesting to play with the Centre, to rub under their noses that they had lost him and that he wouldn't come back.
Soon, it had started to become clear that this was not the real reason.
Next he had tried to convince himself that it was because of the material the Centre held over him. They knew who he was and who his parents were. With their help was he able to put his family back together.
Only that this wasn't the case either.
True, the Centre held a lot of information about him but he could access it also without keeping in touch with the persons from his past.
Hacking into the Centre's mainframe was no difficult for the pretender.
So that wasn't the real reason either.
He had refused to acknowledge the real reason why he kept in touch with them for a long time. When he finally did, it had been a grave insight.
Trying to base his still standing connection to the Centre on Sydney had been the last and futile try to close his eyes from the truth.
The real reason was Miss Parker; was and ever had been.
He had tried to get her to open up to him, tried to find the friend he had once had in her.
And he had failed…
Jarod shook his head. He had so often overseen the betrayals she had made, looked away and put them aside as effects of her father's training that could be undone if he was only patient enough.
But this time he couldn't oversee the betrayal anymore.
It ran too deep and was too painful.
She had been present when the sweepers had cuffed him. She had constructed that trap for him.
By now he was sure that there never was a contract on Master Parker's life. And if there was, she had constructed it.
She had purposefully led him into a trap and she had been there to see it snap shut.
And he had stepped right into it; because he had trusted her, because he hadn't thought that she would betray him.
Jarod's anger slowly turned into resolution.
She had taken one step too many over the line.
It was finally time to cut his losses and end his game of seek and hide with the Centre.
They could only bring more harm over him if he continued it and he didn't want to renew his impressions from within that building again, at least not anytime soon, if ever.
It was time to disappear and cut his remaining connections.
Jarod breathed and drew his cell phone out of his jacket.
Snapping it open, he started dialling, intending to make his last call to any of his pursuers – ever.
To be continued…
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