life, but if he didn’t he would die anyway.
“If I say what you want, you’ll let me go?”
The man laughed. “You have my word Mr Oswald.”
Chapter 4
The atmosphere in the Oval Office was tense. President Kennedy had thus far not set a foot wrong during his Presidency. The public trusted him to do what was right for the country and thus far he had done exactly that. Bobby Stinson had been asked to sit in on the meeting by the President. This only ever happened if the President was worried. He seemed to think that Bobby was a good sounding board.
The President was sat behind the desk. To the left of Bobby, sat Abaddon and to his left sat the two men that knew more about technology than the rest of the world put together, Howard Hughes and Wernher Von Braun.
Howard Hughes was without a doubt the most intelligent man that Bobby had ever met, he was also the richest. He had made his fortune primarily through aviation, he had also directed films. It was the first time Bobby had seen Howard looking so dishevelled, he had heard rumour of Howard’s OCD and various episodes in which he did not put on clothes or bathe himself. He was dressed immaculately in a grey suit and a white shirt, but his hair looked long and unkempt, it was wiry and grey, as was his beard. His nails were similar to a dogs claws and they seemed to stretch almost as far as his fingers did. Howard did not seem to be particularly with it, his attention seemed to focus on certain objects for minutes at a time. Howard was certainly a man of extremes, on a good day he was excellent, he was a man with drive, passion and an incredible intellect. On a bad day he struggled to function, unfortunately for Howard, the times that they lived in were not quite as enlightened as the time that Bobby had been born in. People still didn’t really understand how debilitating mental illness can be, in essence it is like any other illness, although no one can see what is going on inside another person’s head, which in some ways makes it a more difficult. On the other hand Howard was so rich, that he had employees that were specifically hired in order to carry out tasks that helped his OCD.
Wernher was a German that had moved to America at the end of World War Two. Bobby did not particularly like him, he wasn’t sure if it was down to the latest member of his department, Will Carter. Will had survived the hell that was Auschwitz and the stories he told had certainly affected Bobby’s opinion of Germans. He knew that not all Germans were Nazis, but he could not understand how a country could have elected Adolf Hitler, he had outlined what he wanted to do in Mein Kampf, which had been released in the twenties. Yet apparently the German people did not know what was going on with the expulsion of the Jews. Previously he had always believed that the Nazis were as much of an enemy to Germany as they were the rest of the world. But since meeting Will he had changed his opinion. The stories Will had told about Auschwitz had been hard to believe initially, Bobby had no idea how humans could treat other humans the way that the Nazis had. Every time he heard Wernher speak he wanted to get up and punch him in the face. He had fortunately not been forced to spend much time in his company. Bobby found himself resenting the man, he had been informed by the President that Wernher was never a member of the Nazi party, but Hoover had told him the exact opposite. Although Bobby had never managed to completely understand Hoover’s motives for anything he did, he believed him. Hoover was almost a friend to Bobby now, if it wasn’t for him Bobby would probably be dead. But that certainly didn’t mean he trusted him. Bobby realised that he hadn’t been paying any attention to what was being said and decided to