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Chapter 11: Going Back Part III
Tim gazed at Janessa's receding back, rubbing his neck where Janessa had choked him.
Still has that same fire. Thought she woulda forgiven me by now though. Forgot how strong she was. If anything she's gotten stronger.
A wry grin crossed Tim's face at the thought of the marks that he was sure he already sported on his neck.
How am I going to explain this one to the commander? God! She is still as hot as ever!
Janessa could barely feel her arms. She felt like she would throw up at any moment. She pulled over into the Academy cemetery as she realized her arms were shaking so bad she could barely keep the bike going in a straight line. Normally she could draw strength from the powerful machine, but she was too rattled at the moment. She drove to the upper portion of the cemetery, positioning her bike behind the Polaris tower.
She climbed off and started looking for a specific pair of headstones. She finally found them after several minutes of stumbling.
Shannon Garner
1978-1998
Class of 2000
Stephanie Pashenco
1977-1998
Class of 2000
"Hey guys. Bet you weren't expecting to see me back here, well, ever. I just need to talk to someone right now and just hide. No one will look for me here. You were both there for me until you were killed. Fate has a truly cruel sense of humor. I just ran into that asshole Tim."
Janessa finally gave into the shaking that had been threatening to take over. Her legs gave out and she sat down hard on the grass. She drew her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. Janessa thought back to when the two friends before her had died.
Flashback to summer before sophomore year
SERE training: Watching from across the road as Stephanie was treated by medics for "altitude sickness." Janessa watched Stephanie thrash around on the ground, the medics unable to contain her convulsions, her back arching up as a scream ripped loose from her chest. Janessa shuddered as Stephanie suddenly fell quiet. An ambulance pulled up then blocking her view.
She didn't die of altitude sickness. She wasn't dehydrated. Stephanie was poisoned and the Academy covered it up. She had something big on someone for them to go to the effort of replacing her iodine tablets with something else.
"It had something to do with the scandal that just recently broke here. Either you were attacked or you got your hands on something that showed the cadre were covering it up."
Shannon died of a heart attack a week after SERE. He had a heart murmur so bad he got a concussion and had to be life-flighted out to Denver from the woods. Knowing full well he had that heart condition they let him go back out to the woods and finish SERE.
"They knew it could kill you and they didn't bother to treat you or even medically discharge you. The Academy's negligence prematurely ended your life. So why am I still here? Why haven't they come after me yet?"
Wait a minute. Tim. They've sent Tim after me. This whole ESPN thing with me being the ONLY female and it just coincidentally taking place where they do SERE training?
Janessa stopped shaking and started getting truly angry as the pieces of a puzzle she was previously unaware of started falling into place in Janessa's head, realization dawning.
Why didn't I see this before? If it sounds too good to be true, it usually is. Especially when it applies to me. It's a set-up. This is all one big elaborate trap.
"Now the question is, can I evade this trap now that I know about it? Should I just leave now? Or should I play their little game and show them what fools they are?"
Janessa looked at the two headstones before her.
"If I leave and do nothing they win because my image is ruined and they'll just find another way to get to me. If I go ahead with this competition I could die, unless I take some serious precautions. I'm gonna need some serious help if I'm to survive this. Time to call in some favors."
I don't know how exactly I'm gonna pull this off, but so help me god I WILL NOT LOSE. I should have been dead years ago, but I've escaped death so many times. Hell, I've been living with one foot in the grave pretty much my entire life. That might explain my extreme fascination with vampires. Well, this is one little fly that spied the web in time. Now let's see if I can make it all backfire as well.
New resolve bringing strength to her limbs, Janessa stood up, brushing herself off. She tugged at the hem of her jacket and made sure Legolas was still secure on her back. She took a moment to look at the headstones one last time.
"I will not fail you. Vengeance will be ours. Thank you guys. You gave me some clarity. I needed it."
Janessa made her way back to the bike and remembered something. She proceeded to undo a small external zippered pouch on one of the saddlebags and feel around in it. After a minute she came up with a small key to a safety deposit box. Now if I can just remember which bank I have to go to. She placed the key in an inside pocket of her jacket, patted it to be sure it was secure and climbed onto her bike. Banks are closed now. I'll have to wait till tomorrow to find out what's in the box Stef gave me this key for.
With that last thought Jan hopped on her bike and roared off toward the North Gate, a plan forming in her mind.
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