Chapter 21th Castings

Moving off. All three of them anxious to find Jonas and the rest of his Consortium members. Just like old times. But then again. Much more dangerous in every way. Not knowing what to expect this time around for everyone.

Mulder driving as fast as he dared with the traffic heading for West Virginia. While Doggett having to be holding onto the plans of the area, and a satellite photo of the one home having supposed to be where the Chief Elder is supposed to be residing. And meets with several of the members once or twice a week depending on what is needed to discuss about the projects.

Traffic in and around them were starting to be heavy for that time of the day. Mulder wasn't liking it one bit. Having to be just too impatience with getting there.

Meanwhile inside Jonas home.

Jonas had a phone called in his library/office.

He was told by one of his servants. When he slowly walked into the library. Sitting down next to the phone near the front window. He takes a deep breath before answering the phone. He was not liking it at all having been disturbed during his dinner plans.

He listens to the voice on the other end. "Our pigeon has flown the coup, there is no way to know where it had flown in what direction." The voice on the phone tells him that the creature/alien that was supposed to be held in the chamber had disappeared."

"Understand. What about the three for the F.B.I.?" He asked in a somber voice after being given the news.

"At last report they were heading for your direction, I suggest you have your security teams be ready for them Jonas." He takes a quick breath. With his anger building inside of him.

"I will be ready for them sir." Replying over the phone.

"Just be sure you do, Jonas. Or your going to be next in line to die at the hands of Mulder, Doggett and even A.D. Skinner." The voice on the other end of the line goes dead. Jonas needed to vented his anger at some-one. When he punches the side of his brown lounge chair. "Damn you, Spender!"