DEFSEC Gautrachs’ vest pocket vibrated with the
incoming call he had been expecting on the secret phone he was carrying.
“Now it’s you calling too much!” he answered knowing
who was on the other end of the call.
“Will this work?” Christie asked with desperation in
her voice. “I looked up Daddy-Long-Legs online
and they aren’t even poisonous?”
“Don’t look up anything else.” The DEFSEC responded
sternly. “You looked up the wrong spider. The one I told you about is very
poisonous. I promise. Do you remember
the procedures for handling it? Christie,
you have to follow the procedures. You
could kill yourself if not!”
The line was quite for several seconds.
“Yes. I know what to do.”
“You can’t call me anymore!” Gautrachs demanded knowing this conversation
was the fulcrum to leverage his power over Christie and complete his plans.
“I’ll pass a phone to you at the gala. I will call you from now on. Just keep it with you and follow the script!
By the end of the evening tomorrow, you’ll finally get the house of your dreams.” Gautrachs dangled on the line before hanging up.
He owned Christie now. And soon he would own the Presidency, as well.
