Sunday, 21 August 2022

♠ Strangers in the night ♠

The helicopter touched down in an industrial estate.

“Out!” Noecker barked.

Connor slid open the door and jumped to the ground. Agnetha remained seated. As the other women descended, Noecker opened the pilot’s door.

“You’re sure we weren’t followed?”

“No, sir,” the pilot confirmed.

“Take Agnetha to the Southern facility, got it?”

The pilot confirmed and was about to get airborne again when Agnetha screeched. “Wait!”

She beckoned with her finger to Connor. “Come here, sonny.”

Connor reluctantly put his head back inside the chopper and looked the old woman in the eyes. Wild crazy eyes.

“I know you, Connor, sometimes called Connaught. I see your soul. I know the answers to your questions, and if you live long enough, we may meet again and you can ask me directly.”

The eyes seemed to pierce his very essence. He felt violated, and not in a good way.

“Don’t you know if we’ll meet again, you old fraud?” Connor tried to be bullish, but his voice wavered.

Agnetha leant closer to Connor. He could feel her breath on his face. “Of course I do, but where’s the fun in telling you?”

“Fuck you.” Connor peeled back away from the old woman and shook his head.

“Maybe we will, one day,” she taunted. “Maybe we already have?” She cackled and slapped the seat in front of her. “Come, let’s go.”

Connor stepped back, slammed the door shut and watched the chopper take off and disappear into the black of the night.

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