The unwanted gift part 2 a hub series
Samco sat in the large plush comfortable chair trying his best not to giggle but it slipped out just a little. Agent Bob had ranted and raved for over an hour how dare you he said that weapon was to be kept in Nevada. You were to deliver it there," what were you thinking?"
He had retrieved the prototype weapon as asked. But instead of taking it where he was asked he had dropped in into the Mariana trench. It was now sitting on the bottom about 36,201 feet below the surface of the Pacific ocean . By his way of thinking if the weapon was in the trench no one would have it dilemma solved.
Agent Bob had a very different idea. He thought the Government should have it. Samco knew well the danger in pissing off his employer, but all things considered he felt there was little to worry about.
When you can blink from place to place and Heal 90 percent faster than other people, it tends to build one's confidence. He also possessed one more advantage he had no intention of sharing.
When he had met the alien and shook hands he had felt a sharp pain in his right hand as the alien grasped it. What had happened as he soon was able to understand was an injection. Samco had been injected with nanobots. Sophisticated machines one molecule in size. These machines immediately started to rebuild the synapses in his brain. What he never intended to share was number one his intelligence if tested could not be measured by any IQ chart ever created by man , And number two all his abilities were built into each human on the planet from birth. The nanobots rebuilding the millions of synapses in his brain had only made available to him what all humans have without even knowing it.
Because of the intelligence he was able to stay several steps ahead of his employers. However if they knew the truth, he had no doubt they would find a way to dissect him to figure out how to duplicate the effect in others.
When agent Bob finished posturing he finally calmed down his light brown hair as always perfectly groomed in a black suit red tie shoes that shined like a black diamond . His face looked like it had been carved from stone. What a contrast thought Samco to my messy blonde hair jeans and Jimmy Hendricks tee-shirt. I like my Reebok's better than his fancy shoes though he thought
Well once again said Bob I've got an ass kicking on the way but I will tell my boss you thought you were supposed to drop it there, He will know I am full of shit but as much as we need your talents he will pretend to believe me
Now let's get to business ,Do you know who Frank Philipsky is ? No should I? You will here is his folder. Let me guess he steal something he shouldn't have?
We cannot find him ,and that means he must be somewhere we cannot look . So we need you. Please read up and contact me in the morning, And Samco do not mess this up This guy could make or break this country with what is in his head. As always you are on need to know however I can tell you this much nothing you have been involved with to date is even half as important as this one. See you tomorrow he said as he walked out the door and left Samco to prepair for the hunt.