I want them back here, dead or alive.”
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Jenn crawled in bed with Josh, gave him a kiss and held his hand. He wrapped his good arm around her waist and held her tightly to him.
“Did your mom and mine wear you out? Mine can be a bit overpowering at times. She means well, but can bowl people over.”
"No, not at all. I asked a lot of questions and recorded her answers. She filled me in on what life was like during the early years. I learned quite a bit about women’s role in defending the ISA during the attacks by the UN, Cabras and the USA. She had us rolling on the floor talking about the discussions about how many ideas were brought up on what to do when the toilet paper runs out. I know that is trivial in the grand scheme of things, but it points out how hard life was after the lights went out.”
“Josh, we call the aftermath of the attack TSHTF and y’all call it 'The Lights Went Out.' I wonder what the rest of the world named the disaster.”
He laughed and held her close to him for several minutes without saying a word.
“Josh, I love you and need to know how you want to move forward? Dad has put your name out to his friends at all of the ISA Media, so finding a good job will be easy. I want you to finish your story about dad and the ISA, so the world will know the truth. I want you to move into our home with me. There will be attempts to kill you for saving dad’s life and when your story is published, they will intensify. You will be safe with us.”
Josh laughed and said, “I was with y’all when I got shot twice.”
“That won’t happen again. We were getting complacent; Scott has tripled security and will find a way to send a message to Wilton. He will back her sorry ass away from these assassination attempts. She has a husband, three kids and a lover that she wants to stay safe. Pablo Cortez also has family that he wants to stay safe. Scott will send a strong message to both of them to stop fucking with our leaders and family.”
“What about my mom and dad, will they be safe at their house? I could live with them.”
“Yes, you would be safe, but my room is at the far end of the house and we’d have complete privacy. Not that you are able to do anything in your condition.”
Just then, they heard loud talking in the hallway.
“You had better move your hand. Dad and Gus are going to walk through that door in a minute.”
She hadn’t gotten all of the words out when Gus and John came into the room.
“Get your hands off my daughter. Jenn, have you no shame? Piled up in his bed all of the time. What would your mother think?”
Gus was laughing the whole time John was teasing Jenn.
“Dad, she told me to go for it. Gus, quit laughing.”
John gave his daughter a hug, shook Josh’s hand and said, “Gus and I came to help Josh work on his story about the ISA's history. We don’t have to be in a big hurry since the USA has wanted posters for Josh and every one of his family members.”
Josh said, “It’s kind of funny that they have wanted posters for my dad for something I did and not for his spying.”
John reacted quickly and said, “We need to keep that a secret so we don’t endanger you or your family any more than they are now.”
Gus looked at Jenn and said, “Jenn, would you kindly go get us some tea so we can fill this young lad’s head full of our wisdom and adventures?”
“Josh, just yell if you need help. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
Josh turned his micro-recorder on and started interviewing John.
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Chapter 3
The ISA
Mobile, Alabama
July, 2021
The sun rose over Mobile east of the Compound in all of its glorious splendor, but no one living at the Compound was able to view the daily event. They were all living in the bunkers below ground since the USA’s attack on Mobile and Port Arthur. Safety was much more important than a good view. It was July in Mobile and