Infinite Testament
Maybe.
    “What’s wrong Stephen? You took down that jerk and
you look depressed as hell.”
    “Just nervous about the speech.”
    “It’ll go great. We got a practice run tomorrow and
then we’re gonna nail it in Congress. Don’t you worry.”
    Stephen laughed. He took his eyes off Lisa and looked
at Campbell, who gave Stephen a bizarre wink. Instead of winking with his
eye, he used the whole side of his face. Stephen chuckled. Campbell
couldn’t do anything suavely.
    Stephen asserted, “You’re right, partner.”
    Lisa had spotted Stephen at the bar a while ago. For
the past hour, she wanted nothing more than to go talk to him.
Truthfully, the past has haunted her, as she could only imagine it has for
Stephen. There were so many mistakes she had made in her life and none
was bigger and more devastating than what happened with Stephen. Her heart
was always fearful, always guarded. The one time in her life she truly
let someone in, she screwed it up. Would Stephen still be upset?
There was so much she wanted to talk about. She itched every second away
as her mind prodded, “Go talk to him! Go talk to him before he
leaves!” Now she had her chance. Paul was going to the bathroom and
finally leaving her alone. He was a possessive boyfriend. Truth be
told, their relationship was close to being over. Lisa was strong and
independent and Paul seemed to want a submissive, obedient woman.
    She struggled through the packs of people and headed to
where she had located Stephen sitting at the bar. The anticipation built
with every step. She was more nervous than she had been in years.
She once loved Stephen. Surely, she couldn’t allow herself to feel that
way anymore, but she wanted to talk to him. She wanted to hear his voice
again.
    She wanted to smile again.
    She approached his seat.
    It was empty.
    Stephen Pandora had already left the bar.
    Campbell stood, staring at the floor. Stephen was sitting on his hotel bed with Miles.
    “What should we do now?” Campbell wondered aloud.
    Miles looked up at Stephen.
    Stephen didn’t have the answers. They had done all
they could in D.C. and failed. There was nothing they could’ve done to
prevent the deadly broadcast of their new rival. Nonetheless, it was an
empty feeling for both of them.
    Stephen had many thoughts plaguing him: If this mystery man
really did have weapons, he must have had some big-time help. Government
help maybe? A large terrorist organization? But why would they want
to blow up the whole world? They couldn’t have thought they were doing a
favor for everyone. If they really believed everyone was going to get
another chance to start over, it didn’t make sense for them to force it.
He mentioned something about seeing someone named Sara. Did a family
member die recently? Maybe that’s what caused it. The guy lost
someone and snapped. But what were the odds he really had these
weapons? And where were they? There was just no way. With the
technology available today, someone would have been caught somewhere along the
line, especially if the weapons were all over.
    Stephen looked at Campbell’s eyes. They were filled
with doubt. They bounced around, looking for answers in the room.
Stephen knew what he had to do. He had unfinished business to take care
of.
    Stephen declared, “I’m going to back to Los Angeles.”
    Campbell’s darting eyes landed on Stephen’s.
    “What?”
    “I’m going to Los Angeles in the morning. It will be
our last chance to travel. Airspace will probably shut down. End of
the world threats might do that. We’ll stop in Michigan so you can be
with your family.”
    Campbell laughed at the idea. “I like L.A.
Count me in.” Campbell had come too far to give up on his friend
now. Whatever he had up his sleeve, Campbell knew it would be important.
    Stephen knew what he had to do: he had to find Lisa.

7
    The Final Day-12:30 PM
    Moros was a homeless man who walked down the
boardwalk. He was handsome with a clean-cut

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