Marcus Bray
“Did you tell the others to leave?” He asks Agent C, as they head into his home office.
“Yes sir, and as ordered, I wiped all traces clean. I pulled up the children’s profiles, there’s something you should see sir.”
Marcus closes the door, knowing Kevin would take care of the two girls without waking up the entire household. And then the boy and he would have a talk. He still couldn’t understand why Kevin preferred to stay here this week, but he presumed it had something to do with his older brother’s arrival. But he would get to that issue another day.
Agent C walks around Marcus’s desk and pulls up the files. Marcus bends over as the Agent stands in full position.
The more he reads, the more dread fills him. This couldn’t be real. He checks the file on one child.
“Which one is this?”
“It’s the youngest, sir.”
“Call Michael Stone, tell him we need him to wipe out everything on this file. No one can know of this. If I find Frankfurt alive, I would strangle the fucker myself. What was he thinking?”
“Sir, you would have to wait in line.” Marcus would smile at the young soldier’s remark, but what he just saw was no smiling matter.
“Do the children know about this?”
“I suspect the older one might sir, she found the safe house on her own. She was also talking to the younger one, about something, shaking her.”
“They are so young. Do you think they know where the file is? I can see two intellectual minds growing up together as trouble.”
“Sir, I am not sure. When I asked the older girl, it puzzled her about what file I was talking about. The younger one just started smiling like she didn’t know what I was even saying. But with her girl IQ level, I doubt that is the case. What are we going to do?”
Marcus walks around the table and sits on the brown leather sofa. There were many options, but the right one would be to kill the children or hand them over to the pentagon to do it.
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