My novel is completed!!!
It is in the last stages before publication right now. You, my readers, will be the first to know when it is ready to release. The cover design is already complete. Enjoy another ‘Teaser’!
Chapter 6 – The Secret Facility
Science has its limitations…or does it? Charles Ratner believed that neither science nor the tax burden had limitations. It was his goal to prove the one, the former, but had no qualms about proving the latter. Charles Ratner headed up a secret research facility tucked away in the mountains, almost entirely underground. The only structures exposed were designed and built in geodesic patterns to simulate nature’s shapes not just camouflaged with the surrounding colors and patterns. These small, select few structures housed only what could not be put underground. The entrance to the facility was a house one-quarter mile away, connected by a tunnel through the rock. The house was the residence of one Charles Ratner, mega-millionaire, part-time inventor, part-time eccentric, and full-time master of his domain. It was all true, not merely a cover story. He had arranged the entire setup, including his appointment of director of the secret project.
The scientist and staff working on the project were disguised as distinguished houseguests of Mr. Ratner’s. It was perfect for secrecy, except for one thing. It wasn’t a secret anymore. Somehow, somewhere, someone had talked. Charles Ratner had it narrowed down to one of several people, maybe all of them.
One thing that was no secret was that everyone was monitored completely: his or her whereabouts, emails, phones, cars, mail, meals, quarters, and travels. It was all monitored and logged. What was not checked in real time was scrutinized later by off site security staff. There was no way for a leak, yet there had been one. Now, through much digging and work, they had uncovered a plot against the facility. They didn’t know the nature of the plot only that it was somehow connected with two strangers that showed up in town, eight miles down the mountain. At first Ratner’s network of informants, official and otherwise, hadn’t noticed them from the rest of the travelers and tourists, but then they were spotted looking at the mountain peak, and directly at his house through a pair of high-powered binoculars. This was immediately reported to him.
The art of secrecy is not hiding from suspicion, but not even being suspected. Most people waited until they were being looked for to take measures, Ratner prided himself in never being looked for to begin with. That is why this action of these men set off the alarms. Yes, the scenery was beautiful and the mountains majestic, but he didn’t dismiss anything. So, he had them watched in all measures and was pleased to hear that he wasn’t wrong again.
Yet, even as his own suspicions were confirmed, they had disappeared. That night before he could follow them. They literally disappeared from their hotel rooms; no one saw them leave the room or the building. Their car never moved from the parking lot. There was nothing on the security cameras of the hotel or any other buildings. Nothing.
The drone flights were double up and scoured the mountains with thermal imaging, but found nothing beyond the normal animal nocturnal movement. He had a perimeter that was never invaded around his property – and the government’s without them knowing. That is how he saw the two boys last night. Night shift had watched them and day shift had confirmed that it was simply that, boys.
While a full-blown alarm wasn’t necessary Charles Ratner was on edge. They were so close to a break through that he didn’t want anything to hinder the progress of the research at this point. His orders were clear. If anybody was caught on the property they were to be shot on sight! They could make it all look like an accident later, with the bodies moved and postured accordingly. The research was too important to the forward leap of mankind to be stopped by the death of a meddling few.