“Come.”Ulrich nodded. He followed the man through the halls. People lurked, watching him, whispering as he passed. Everyone who worked here was de...oted to the project set out by their founder, Dr. Blavatsky and his wife, Dr. Bailey. Though they were dead, their teaching lived on. The Institute's engineers finally cracked how to make the halos, the scyers were identifying the proper individuals to change the world.Ulrich betrayed them all.Hoagland opened the door to President Deidre Icke's. ?Taking his hand from between her legs he had turned and opened the car door. To deny her wetness was impossible. Had she truly enjoyed it? Had she just learned another lesson about herself? The drive had been brief. In passing the now dark park she was again reminded of the photograph in her apartment and the day when everything changed. Seeing him pull up in front of the club where they had dined that day, while admitting that she had no idea where he might have been taking her, to be. Fiona held the third one still. It was about the size of a VHS tape. Damian nodded at it. "That one is the icing on the cake."Fiona ripped through the paper, fingers still trembling, and discovered a picture of a teenage girl who was probably around seventeen or eighteen. It was hard to tell. She looked vaguely familiar yet she couldn't place her.Sean's eyes filled with terror and he began trembling violently as Damian took the photo from her and held it up to his face. "Take a long hard look,. Kimberly idolized her mother while she was alive (that was probably while she never called her mom or mommy) and did everything that she used to now that she was gone. 'Mother always made sure the Christmas tree was so pretty, ' she thought to herself and started again for her daddy's room.Opening the door, the familiar scent of her daddy greeted her. She breathed deeply, savoring the feeling of love and security the smell brought on. Walking past the big four post bed she opened the large.