Continued from parts 1-4 (go on, have a read) and rated MA just to be sure.
Sea Palace Private Hospital, Abu Dhabi, 2037
“So he’s a vegetable?” Arthur blurted out.
“No” the doctor replied “Your father has suffered extreme mental trauma due to oxygen deprivation”
“Will he get better?” asked Blair
“He is stable” the doctor replied “But there is…a problem”
“What?” Eric stared at the doctor trying to read him.
The doctor opened a link on his tablet and showed it to the three Orwell children. {The three super powered of Thomas Fane Orwell, broke him out of Guantanamo Bay killing twenty five Marines…}
“More like six” said Blair “It wasn’t my fault, they we’re shooting at me!”
“Shush” growled Eric
{…sets of the Orwell family have been turned over to the US government. Mr Orwell, was last ranked 88th in the world with around eight billion dollars. The CIA, FBI & NSA have alerts for the Orwell’s across the United Sates. Also several countries have joined in the man hunt for the fugitives who considered armed and extremely dangerous}
“What? What’s happening?” asked Blair
“They…robbed us?” stammered Arthur
Eric looked at the doctor “How long do we have?”
“What are you talking about Eric?”
“A week at best” replied the doctor “The Arm of the Sultan knew who you were the moment you touched down, especially her”
“Me?” replied Blair
“You are Blair Orwell!” stated the doctor “The only woman to be on the cover of FHM, MAX, Vogue, Cosmo, Glamour, Playboy and New Scientist in the same month, voted hottest woman in the world 2031 to 33!”
“Always…nice to meet a fan” said Blair, a little taken aback by the gushing doctor.
“Hey!” Eric clicked his fingers in the doctors face “Arm of The Sultan?”
“Abu Dhabi secret police” said Arthur. Eric looked at his brother with a look of surprise on his face. “What? I can’t know things?”
“Your brother is correct” the doctor’s eyes planted firmly on their super model sister “The Arm of the Sultan serves at the direction of His Highness”
“So a hit squad?” asked Eric
“Pretty much” said Arthur “So what do we do? We’ve got zero cash, in a foreign country, dads in a coma…”
“I get the situation we’re in Arthur!” said Eric, his tone getting angrier.
“Well then what are going to do?” snapped Arthur
“STOP IT!” screamed Blair. Everyone looked at the very beautiful young woman on the verge of hysterics “JUST STOP IT!”
Eric gave his sister a consoling hug “It’s okay”
“It’s not okay” whimpered Blair “I’m not dumb”
“You’re right, it’s not okay. It’s a great steaming pile!”
“So what do we do?” asked Blair.
Nexus Headquarters, New York City, 2037
Dr Emil Rossini stood outside the Helen Keller Room looking at his watch, impatiently tapping his foot. Dr Ed Quinn stepped out of the elevator. He went to speak when Emil glared at him and pointed to his watch.
“I’m sorry, I got…”
Dr Rossini put a finger to his lips and opened the door to the Helen Keller Room and ushered Dr Quinn inside.
“Seriously Ed” he huffed “The reason we have this room is to air secrets and gossip, not the hallway!”
“I said I’m sorry” replied Ed “So any progress?”
Rossini began to make a cup of tea “Well, it seems our elusive super family is in the United Arab Emirates”
“Clever” commended Quinn “We’re not exactly best friends with the Arab world”
“Well not after Iraq, Afghanistan, Iran and that travesty in Tunisia” said Rossini as he poured the boiling water into the cups “But we’ve sent the Crown Prince, personally, a billion dollars and made a sizeable donation to the country of a billion dollars”
“You gave them two billion dollars?!”
“Not enough?”
“But…” Quinn was aghast
“Don’t worry Ed, you’re bonus is still safe” Rossini smiled “Besides we took eight billion. When you get to that many zeroes and it’s not our money, what does it matter really? Agent Johnson is on route with a trans-SEAL team to recover the Orwell’s”
“Honestly, I don’t like Agent Johnson” said Quinn sipping his tea “He’s dangerous”
“All trans-humans are dangerous” said Rossini with an odd smile on his lips
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