“What is Tyler saying?” Katie questioned, staring at Tyler with a concerned look.
Sarah looked back at Tyler too and noticed that he was mumbling. “I don’t know,” she answered. She stood up and walked over to where Tyler was sitting.
“Carrier. Sierra…india…golf…” Tyler was mumbling. Sarah sat down next to him and continued to listen. “…lima. Signal. Tango…romeo…alpha…”
“What’s he saying?” Katie asked.
“Shh,” Armaan hissed, listening in. “He’s figuring something out.”
“Transmit. Charlie…oscar…” Tyler continued.
Armaan looked all around him in the airplane, then suddenly his eyes flashed in excitement as he realized what was going on. “Do you hear that beeping? That’s Morse code.”
“Count,” Tyler finished. The beeping had stopped.
“Carrier, signal, transmit, count,” Sarah said. “Does that make any sense to you?”
“Shh!” Armaan hissed again. Suddenly the beeping came again, but it came quickly and steadily. The girls waited for a long while as both Armaan and Tyler stared off into space, their lips moving without any sound.
“64,” Tyler finally said after the beeping stopped.
“Right,” Armaan agreed, and turned around in his seat. He began pushing buttons on the radio system.
“What’s going on?” Katie questioned.
“Conner’s using a beat frequency oscillator to transmit to us in Morse code. He wants us to join the carrier signal frequency 64,” Armaan answered. “Armaan to Conner. We hear you. Out.”
There was a pause and the agents waited in anticipation.
“Maybe he didn’t hear you,” Tyler suggested. “He’s probably running through the Morse sequence again. Send the message again.”
“Armaan to Conner. We hear you. Out.”
There was another pause.
“Conner here. Man am I glad to finally hear your voice,” came Conner’s voice over the line. The agents cheered. “All clear. Get away from there. Meet you at location 459345. Out.”
Armaan pushed a few more buttons and lifted the plane into the air. “I am so done with Fiji,” he stated.
“So am I,” Sarah agreed.
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They were gone. Aengus, Fítheal, Zamyr, and the man named Alexander Green seemed to have vanished into thin air. Lexi couldn’t find them anywhere, and none of the other residents or employees knew where they had gone. The whole thing seemed a little bit spooky to her, and she was somewhat glad it was over. Something still made her anxious and she was surprised to find that she actually missed Zamyr a little bit. This whole time she’d just been annoyed with him but now…she couldn’t help wondering where he had gone and hoping that he was safe.
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“Aircraft Citation Encore, this is Schiphol Amsterdam Airport management. You are cleared to land on Runway 1.” Zamyr sighed and lay back in the cushioned seat of the private jet. Alexander Green had told him to land the jet in Haarlemmermeer and taxi over to the Crowne Plaza Amsterdam, where a room was already booked for him. There he would meet a group of people that would fly with him to the Oslo Airway in Norway.
Zamyr thought hard about something Alexander had said. The informant had mentioned something about one of the agents in Norway that Zamyr was supposed to meet was from the same organization as them both, someone he might know. For some reason, Zamyr got the feeling from the way Alexander talked that the agent in Norway was a girl. Zamyr couldn’t think of any female agents belonging to the Chrys Ghoad Gang, then he realized that Alexander wasn’t talking about the CGG at all. Alexander should have known that Zamyr wasn’t in the gang anymore, especially since Foalan O’Byrne had known. That could only mean one thing—that the female agent in Norway was from the HIA.
It didn’t make sense to Zamyr. He didn’t know very many people in the HIA, and not very many people knew him. In fact, none of them even knew his real name. Could Alexander be talking about Rebecca or Laura? It didn’t seem right to him that either of the girls would be in the same organization as Alexander Green, whoever he was and whatever organization he worked for, but it couldn’t possibly be anybody else. Nobody else knew Zamyr as much as those two girls.
Maybe Alexander had been wrong. Maybe the agent Zamyr was supposed to meet wasn’t anyone Zamyr actually knew. That must be it. It’s the only way it could be explained. Someone was working for the HIA and whatever agency Zamyr was working with now. Zamyr knew that whatever agency was sending him on these missions was a good agency, one that fought against the SSAWPS and their allies. He didn’t know how he knew; it was probably something he just picked up from working with the other agents. It was something he read off of his informant, Alexander Green.
But now he wondered who the agent was that was also part of the HIA. It seemed as though he would soon find out. That made Zamyr wonder, how much did they know about him and his work with the CGG? Did this agent of both the HIA and the secret organization he was working with know that Zamyr Jason Sylaj was the missing person of that public high school, the boy named Jace Higgins?
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The jet circled over Fiji as Rian checked the system strength of the shield. It seemed to be in perfect working order. Lawler would be glad to know he didn’t have to worry about the POAF anymore. Everything had gone according to plan. Rian took the jet out of autopilot as set course towards Holmenkollen, Norway. He wished he could have stayed at the HIA for a little longer, but he couldn’t really choose when certain things happened, although he would have liked to avoid the tragedy of the ASW. Hopefully Griffin, the ASW, and the IISOW would make it to their temporary stationing soon. Maybe they already had, and Lawler had forgotten to tell Rian.
Who was he kidding? Lawler didn’t forget to tell anyone anything. Lawler had a photographic memory, so he remembered everything. Anything Lawler didn’t tell Rian must be something he either didn’t want to tell or he didn’t want Rian knowing. Didn’t Lawler trust him?
Rian knew he was living in hard times, where a person had to be careful with any secrets, even around those most trusted. Lawler was only doing what was the smartest action to take at the time, and he would continue to do it. It meant that Rian would have to wait until Lawler was ready to tell him, but Rian was used to being kept out of the loop, at least to a certain degree. In any case, he could pride himself with the fact that he knew more about the goings on of the world than most agents of the HIA.
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