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kept it in pristine condition, paintwork polished and chrome
shining, even though he often used it for his commute to work. He
was glad that he’d decided to use it today; he’d been given a two
hour deadline and he’d rather have been late for his own wedding
than be late for this rendezvous. Today, traffic jams wouldn’t be a
problem. He walked over to a tall cupboard and took out his silver
full-face helmet and the deep brown leather jacket that he had
bought at the Hard Rock Café in Rio de Janeiro several years
earlier. He liked the weight of the jacket on his body – he felt
like a real biker when he wore it. Once dressed for his journey he
took a few deep breaths before heading to the lift for the seven
floor trip to the garage where his trusty steed was waiting for
him, but not before telling his assistant to cancel all other
meetings and interviews for that day.
    “Give them my profuse
apologies and explain that I have urgent personal business to
attend to, please. And reimburse the expenses of those that you
can’t get in touch with, of course. If anyone arrives at the
office, the least we can do is pay their transport costs before
sending them back home.”
    The ride to Maidenhead
Thicket was pleasant enough. Aaron liked the sensation of the
breeze against his body and the sense of freedom that riding a
motorcycle gave him. The traffic was normal for the time of day and
he actually arrived at his destination early. Too early in fact.
But this didn’t worry him. He’d been waiting twenty-five years for
this day to arrive and he’d rather be early than arrive
late.
    Several cars were parked in
the gravel car park. Dad’s with children on an access day, young
couples taking their dogs for a walk, elderly couples reminiscing.
Aaron was admiring a particularly energetic German Shepherd dog
chasing a Frisbee when he felt a tap on the shoulder. He turned
round to see a well-dressed, bespectacled young black man in his
early twenties.
    “Hi Aaron. I’m Thomas
McCall, but you can call me Tom.”
    “And I know you
because…?”
    Aaron wasn’t going to play
along straightaway, even though he thought this person was probably
the person he was waiting for.
    “You know me because we’ve
met before. Except that you knew me as Jake Griffiths then.
Twenty-five years ago.”
    “OK Tom. So you wanted to
meet up with me because….?”
    “Because – as you know – I’m
going to give you conclusive proof that when we die we are then
reincarnated in a different body.”
    “Well, if you don’t this may
turn into one of the most time-consuming hoaxes in
history.”
    “It’s no hoax. You’ll like
it, Aaron. I guarantee it. Are you ready?”
    “Sure.”
    “Let’s go then. I’ll lead
the way.”
    “You better had. I have no
idea where the safe is. I want this to work.”
    “It’s not a case of it
working or not, Aaron. It’s a scientific fact. I am Jake
reincarnated. I am Simon reincarnated. I am Ruth reincarnated. I am
many, many others reincarnated. It’s just a question of you being
convinced.”
    “Hang on. Haven’t we
forgotten something? What’s the code word?”
    “Rembrandt.”
    “OK. Just checking. Let’s
carry on. I’m just ticking off the list of things that Jake told me
to remember.”
    The two of them walked
through the undergrowth taking the same path that Jake had taken
twenty-five years earlier, leading Aaron like a sniffer-dog might
lead its handler. The difference on this day is that Aaron was free
to see where he was going. It felt like a more direct route to him
but that’s because it was. Previously Jake had led him in a zig-zag
route, with a couple of U-turns put in for good measure, so that he
couldn’t calculate directions and number of paces on their way to
the site. This time there was no need for that.
    After what seemed like an
eternity of walking they took a sudden right turn to be faced with
a wildly overgrown area of brush. Tom reached into his pocket and
drew out a