conversationâsomething that not many creatures on the planet could do.
âI told you, Michael,â Terrey said, âthereâs no existing tech that can make someone invisible to your people or to your scanning capabilities, let alone both.â
âWere any of the guards taken out?â I asked Min, who shook his head no. âAny air traffic detected?â No again.
âSo unless thereâs been an unknown invention that cannot be seen by the human eye or current surveillance,â Terrey continued, âitâs magic. Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Net Aura kind of stuff.â
I frowned at him and looked at Min again, who shook his head one more time.
âAnd seriously, mate,â Terrey continued, âthat kind of mystical stuff may be at play in this problem you have, which is what you really need to worry about, not something irrelevant that Iâll never tell you.â
âOkay, what is it?â I asked, sitting down across from him.
âYouâll be dead within two weeks.â
âHow so?â
âEver hear of the word âkaleidocideâ?â
I thought for a moment, then said, âYes, I have, because I met Zhang Sun once, and became curious, so I surfed the net about him. I saw some of the speculationârumors that heâs into some weird religion that includes a ritual he uses to kill people, political enemies and such. Looked like an urban myth to me.â
âItâs not,â Terrey said. âAnd youâre next.â
âExcuse me, sir,â Min interrupted. âDead ends all around on the breach. Looks like the secret stays with him for now.â Another understated gesture from the cyborg, in the direction of Terrey. âBut I can confirm what he is saying about Zhang Sun. I heard about his cult from reliable sources.â
âThatâs right,â I said to Min. âYou should know better than us.â I had recently discovered that my bodyguard had fled China because of Sunâs rise to power.
âI want to hear about this,â said Lynn as she emerged from the other room, dressed and made up.
âThatâs fine,â I said, and she sat down on the divan next to me after I brought it back inside and closed the big door. âLynn, meet Terrey Thorn. Terrey, my wife Lynn.â
âMy apologies for the intrusion, marm,â Terrey said to Lynn, who didnât reply. âI had to show your husband how vulnerable he is, so he would let me save his life.â
âMichael?â Lynn looked at me.
âTerrey and I were in the British special forces together,â I explained. âThen I came here, and he went into the personal security business. Weâve lost touch, but I take it from this visit, Terrey, that youâre still in that business?â
âOne of the top companies in the world.â
âWhatâs the name again? âTerrey Will Take Care of Youâ?â
âProtection Guaranteed.â
âOh, right. Nice rip-off of Reality G.â
âAn homage. I want a monopoly like theirs.â
âMichael,â Lynn said again. âWhatâs going on?â
âThe most powerful man in the world wants him dead,â Terrey said. âAnd he most certainly will have his way, unless you hire me.â
âWhy you?â Lynn asked.
âBecause, trust me, Iâm the only one who can protect you against this. And you can trust me.â
âWhatâs this ?â
âA method of assassination that has never failed to end in the death of its target.â
âWhatâs so special about it? Michael and Min keep assuring me that weâre as safe as anyone, with the BASS security measures.â
âYou know how in most assassination attempts, the bad guy sends just one killer, or plants one bomb, or uses one other method of some kind? He canât do more than that because of limits on money and ability to escape