CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

Dec 14 2001:

The house on a small tree lined street appeared as most of the other houses in the neighborhood with its large yard and a white picket fence. Like the majority, the house was of frame construction, with a Direct TV satellite dish on the roof and a clothesline in the back. It even had the enclosed porch and the swing. The only thing different was the fruit tree in the back, several bushes, and the absence of a wading pool and kids toys.

The girl entering the house looked about fourteen or fifteen, dark hair tied in a long ponytail, her red blouse loose over a long dark skirt, a diaper bag slung over her shoulder. She carried a large
pouch in front of her that moved with its four inhabitants and kicked open the door with her foot.

"Carla," said Frederick as he waited for her to put down her bundle, "The Chosen has requested our presence." :

"We're going to California, sí?"

"No, the Supreme Chosen will be in Blue Cove." He signaled to Giuseppe and the girl with him. "This is Lana. She was a guest' at the Centre. I had her mate with Giuseppe."

"I'll make sure everything is prepared," said Giuseppe.

"And leave no trace of us for the Sapiens in this vicinity." He looked towards the black bed that occupied the living room. It did not have the symbols normally found in beds used by the Chosen, but then Frederick was not one. It, however, was not something a human would use. They often disguised it by covering it with a tablecloth and moving it into the dining room.

However, if they took it along, the neighbors would see it and someone would talk. There was only one thing to do, the thing that Dominants had done to hide their discovery.

Frederick had contacted the CIA agent who unknowingly had helped to further his training and said his father wanted him home. He would bide his time, until he approached the age when the Homo sapiens expected a young man to enter government service. The Council had already manufactured a birth certificate for him and Giuseppe. Both would apply for direct deposit when they got their jobs years later, only the Council would have Giuseppe's paycheck diverted into one in which the young man would not have the account number.

The rooms were bare, for like most Dominants, they lived light. The bed served as dining room table. There was no television set for they used a projector and beamed the pictures on the wall. Lana tied up a couple of bed sheets and covers into a large duffel bag while Carla took what utensils they had and put it into a cardboard box.

When it became dark, they moved the stuff out to a van parked in the back. The driver checked the house when they finished, and then handed Frederick a can. A few minutes later, they drove off. An hour on the highway towards the north, Frederick took something out of his pocket and pressed a switch and at this moment, his former residence went into flame. He had prepared well, having those threatening notes sent to him. The man the police would arrest was already a three-time loser. He would protest his innocence, but no one would heed him.

As they drove towards Blue Cove, Frederick looked out the window and up into the sky to see a jetliner flying in the same direction. "The Supreme Chosen," he said, "finally I will get a
chance to meet him," and his voice filled with awe.