USA.
Adrik heard a faint thud from outside, as though people were fighting.
“Security Room, what’s going on in the Luxury Quarter?” he asked, holding down a button on the telecom. He waited for a response. There was none.
“Watch Room, do you read me?” Adrik said into the Telecom again. There was still no response. He frowned.
What’s going on?
Khristina placed her hand on his chest from behind and tried to pull him back to bed.
“Relax, Adrik. Maybe their receivers are having problems,” she said.
Adrik shrugged.
“Go out and check if all is well,” he ordered. Khristina sighed as she stood up and put Adrik’s robe on. She took her gun from his dressing table.
“I keep telling you not to worry, Adrik. You know me. If there’s any problem, I’ll easily take care of it,” she said as she strolled out of the room.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Of course, they will love to...
3rd December 2021.
10:55 am.
New York Harbor, Staten Island, New York,
USA.
Aaliyah bent her head as stones flew over her. The crowd had begun to protest. She looked around for Joel. He came up from behind and held her hand.
“Wow! Isn’t it amazing how fast our story spread?” he asked, smiling.
“I know, right!” she said.
Currently, there were three factions: those who knew what was going on and were trying to stop it, those who didn’t know what was happening and were trying to run from danger, and finally, those who didn’t know but enjoyed being a part of the chaos.
“We’re not going anywhere. America is our motherland!” someone screamed from on top of a car as he used a stick to break the glass on the car’s window.
Aaliyah and Joel wore big, drab coats to conceal their weapons and make them seem harmless.
“You’re ready?” Joel asked her, and she nodded.
Together, they ran towards the ship.
Most of the soldiers who had come with the ship were trying to assuage the mob. Some other soldiers had arrived from Fort Drum and pretended to appease the crowd, but they encouraged it. Joel and Aaliyah met Troy.
“Hey, we need to get on that ship now,” Joel said.”
“Sure,” the soldier said as he led the way.
By the time they arrived at the dock, Troy shouted to the soldiers on the ship.
“Hey, let down the ramp. We want to come up,” he said.
“Why? You guys want come up and protest here too?” a soldier asked.