The devil's Pact - S01 E363

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The devil's Pact - S01 E363

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Tuesday, October 1st, 2013-Noel Heinrich- Philadelphia, PA

"It's almost dawn, Noel," Wyatt Kirby said.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as he shook my leg. I could not believe I fell asleep. I sat up, stretched, and made sure my sandy- blonde hair was still tied up in a bun. I had to adjust my shoulder- holster, the butt of my gun digging into my side.

"How many arrived?" I asked him.

"Thirty-four," Wyatt answered. "They're in the backyard."

I followed him through his spacious home. He had been my mentor when I went through the FBI Academy at Quantico, and shortly after I graduated he left the FBI and went into the private security business. He had done quite well for himself. When Mark Glassner freed me from his control, I sought him out and told him. everything that happened to me.

For the last few months we had quietly talked to those in the law enforcement and intelligence fields who viewed Mark Glassner with growing trepidation. And this weekend all our fears were finally realized. First this Brandon Fitzsimmons dramatically took control of Tacoma and declared himself God, and our President was more than happy to surrender the Country to him. And yesterday, Mark defeated Brandon and was doing the exact same thing.

He had to be stopped.

Standing in clumps around Wyatt's backyard were tense men and women. In the center a fire roared and a hunk of beef waited to be sacrificed. My stomach fluttered as they all stared at me; flint in their eyes.

"For those who do not know me, I am Special Agent Noel Heinrich, FBI! I was surprised that my voice didn't quake with fear. "For two weeks I was Mark Glassner's slave! The stories about him are true; he can control you with the simplest of commands!"

"How!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"He sold his soul to the Devil," I answered. I could hear the disbelief in their laughter. "You saw the events of this weekend in Tacoma. Mark Glassner's feud with Brandon Fitzsimmons has left hundreds of US Citizens dead, while an entire Army Corp has deserted and sworn allegiance to him. Even the President has kowtowed to him without a fight. How else do you think he did this?"

No-one had an answer. I could feel their unease, almost taste it on the predawn air. It tasted bitter.

"Mark Glassner is the greatest threat to Liberty the world has ever known!" I continued. "Thomas Jefferson, who wrote the Declaration of Independence in this very city, said, "The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants. Our patriotic blood and his tyrannic blood!"

A cheer went up from the crowd.

"How can we fight him?" a woman asked, silencing the cheers. "If he can just make us do what he wants?"

Grins faded, hope died.

I fixed my gaze on each of them, firm and resolute. "The same way our Founding Fathers defeated the might of the British-by using every single thing at our disposal. I know how Mark got his powers! His secret is out on the internet! We just have to have the strength to do what is necessary to defeat him! We have to fight fire with fire!

"We have to make our own Pact with the Devil!"

To be continued...