CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The interviews with Doctor Colby went fine and Miss Parker returned to the Tower to see that Jarod looking rather concerned.

"What's the matter? Miss the outside?" she asked.

"No, it's Patricia."

She looked at her small daughter. "She looks all right."

"But she doesn't sound all right."

"Your kind don't get colds." She picked up Patricia and in a soft voice asked. "Are you feeling ill Patricia?"

"No," said the little girl, "I won't feel ill." She showed her mother a drawing. "I'm going to see the Angels."

"Do you mean Los Angeles, sweetness?"

"No the Angels."

"Maybe she means the team," said Jarod, who like a man first thought about sports rather than heavenly beings.

Miss Parker looked at her daughter and back at Jarod. "I think she means something else. Patricia, have you been feeling ill?"

The little girl shook her head. "No, I dream of a big angel and he's taking me somewhere."

"Maybe she has your inner sense."

"No Jarod, I no longer have it. There's no evidence." Miss Parker didn't miss her inner sense. She knew what it was. It had been hard to realize that what she had seen was not the vision of the little girl, or what she and Ethan heard were not really their mother's voice. She should've known it was a demon had she attended Mass or even read her catechism, but like all Parkers, her belief was just a show. Even when she confronted Father Paul about the time he and her were lovers back in high school, it was just show. Let the others see that the Parkers are very good Roman Catholics, but just go to the Easter and Christmas Mass and that's all.

Now that they had children, she had to think seriously about bringing them up correctly .As for Jarod, she was sure that he didn't want the boys turning into murderers or the girls becoming promiscuous. In other words, he didn't want the kids becoming like the old Parkers.

What Miss Parker had now was not inner sense. She remembered her mother's voice, but it was in her memories. She had a heightened sense of awareness. She realized that the removal of the curse had blessed her with the gift of humanity. She was no longer enslaved to her demons. She no longer was cursed with false leadings. If she had gotten the curse removed over five years ago, Jarod would have been in the Centre before now.

But Patricia was different. She couldn't ask Jarod if Dominant children can sense into the future. Perhaps Patricia had a death wish or perhaps it was trouble comes in threes. Lady M had almost killed Patricia. Patricia jumped off the Centre roof and would've been killed, but what about when Lady M slit the other children's' throats? Would that mean that it would be three times and out for them? Miss Parker started to feel cold.

"Patricia, do you mean you're going to Heaven?" she asked, "Are you going alone?"

"No. The man who smiles."

Miss Parker's mouth went open. "Sydney. Jarod get the Centre medical doctor on the phone. See if he brings up the records of my children and Sydney."

"Will do."

Jarod, naturally, not only telephoned the doctor, he found the records in the computer and showed them to Miss Parker. All their children were in excellent health, but Sydney was not. "It says that he has high cholesterol, suffering from hardening of the arteries, and already had a mini stroke."

"But he seems so healthy."

"It says here that they went back into the family records, found some relatives with the same problems. Would've found it sooner but when Sydney's family were killed in the gas chamber, no one knew if he had any other relatives."

"And where are they?"

"They're all dead. It said they were medically unfit. They found out through Nicholas. He had to have a compulsory health examination and found he too had High C. He's taking treatment and on a diet, so he'll probably live past his eighties. They also examined his mother's records. She's clean."

"So that leaves Sydney."

"Look I have to find the bodies of my grandparents, Miss Parker. You said I can look for them."

She waved her hand. "The equipment's in Sublevel Four. Take some of the others to work with you. There's also one of those metal detectors, just in case they have gold teeth or something. You can use the lab in Sublevel Three and the DNA test. You'll have to test all the Pretenders and get the records from those given to the others."

"Right." He waited until she pressed the release code and went down the elevator to Sublevel Four.

Meanwhile Miss Parker waited until the Doctor came and told her the news.

"Dr. Green doesn't have long to live, a month or two at the most."

"And my little Patricia?"

"Children know things that we adults don't. Even children like her. No, it's not suicide nor does she want this to happen. You see, they've just been on this Earth for a little space. With her, I don't know. An accident, perhaps a stray bullet, you can delay it by a year or two, or whatever, but God's calling her."

Miss Parker didn't know what to think. She knew that in the Pretender or Dominant families the woman had four children at a time and by the time she reached twenty, bore eighteen or so children. Half of them died through accidents or deliberate murder. The Centre was not the only one who hunted, enslaved, and murdered those with the Pretender gene, that is, those who were now found out to be Homo Dominants. She had heard about the so called Limo Lady and her gang of pseudo military soldiers. And there were other homo sapiens who believed that the sooner they wiped out these Pretenders or Homo Dominants, the sooner the better.

If Patricia was destined to go to God, Miss Parker was dammed sure that whoever sent her to her death would meet a terrible fate.