of the psychic shadows disappeared around him. Tag closed his eyes and then he sensed that there were others overhead scanning the street. After a few minutes the two men came out and talked with the man that shot Richard and then bordered the floater, lifted, and flew away towards downtown with Richard aboard. The man that had stunned Richard stood across the street and was talking into his com as he looked in both directions. Tag could see that there were no shadows around the Wiseman home; the house was being watched electronically.
“Why did I roll under this bench?” Tag thought. He closed his eyes again and then he knew: ten armed military floaters roared in from overhead and landed on the street in front of the building, and a company of naval marines in full battle armor jumped off and formed up. Tag sensed that both north and south of the building other companies were landing and their floaters were lifting and scanning the ground for body heat that humans give off. One floater passed directly over his bench, but the stone prevented them from seeing him. He was surrounded, and if he moved away from the bench the scanners would see him. He focused his mind and thought, “I cannot be seen.” He repeated the phrase over and over, and when he opened his eyes he saw a dark shadow surrounding him. He immediately knew that it was the psychic field he would often see around himself during moments of stress. The entire area under the bench was black, and Tag thought that anyone looking at the bench would have to see it, but he dared not move because the company of marines was spreading out and using portable scanners to look for anyone hiding. One of them came over to the bench and pointed a scanner directly at him and then turned back toward the street.
The man that had shot Richard came over sat down on the bench and started speaking on his com. “No, Inspector, we have not found him. We may have just missed him or he is not staying here anymore.” There was a pause and then he said, “We are going to move north and south to meet the other two companies and make sure he’s not hiding in the area.” After another pause he said, “I’m going to stay here in front of the Wiseman building and see if anything turns up.”
For the next two hours Tag listened to the reports from the various units reporting in to the man sitting above him about the various people they had stopped and questioned. Tag could tell that the man was starting to get frustrated. Finally the company of marines arrived back in front of the building, and the man told their commander that they had missed the one they were looking for and ordered them to board their floaters and report back to base. One of them came up and said, “Do you want to go back with us, sir?”
“No, I’m going to stay here a little longer. Leave one of the floaters and dismiss the company when you get back to base.”
After all the floaters had lifted, Tag reached into his back pocket, took the red-covered test book, which he always kept with him, and slowly and silently tore a sheet out of the back that was blank on one side; he then took a felt tip, wrote on the sheet, and then reached up and slipped it into the man’s belt as he was leaning forward. Tag then moved back under the bench. Finally, the man got up, looked around, boarded his floater, and flew north toward the central part of the city.
Tag could see that there were still no psychic shadows so the area was being watched electronically, but he was still enclosed by the dark psychic field, so he took a chance and stood up and walked away from the park bench. No one came to arrest him, and now he knew he could hide from electronic scanning.
Colonel Ortiz entered Inspector Connor’s office and found Esa and Danielle sitting waiting for his arrival. “He wasn’t there, Colonel?” Esa asked.
“No, Inspector, and I just had a feeling that he would have to be there. I guess I was wrong.”
Danielle looked at him and said, “Were all those armored marines necessary?”
“I wasn’t going to take a chance, but it really didn’t matter; he wasn’t there.”
Danielle looked at Ortiz with a frown and said, “Tag is basically a peaceful person and would do all he could to avoid hurting anyone. That many marines might have forced him to do something he just wouldn’t ordinarily do, although I suspect that if he was right under your nose he would still be able to hide where you wouldn’t be able to find him.”
Ortiz shrugged and said, “You know I value your opinion, and it’s for that reason that I took so many to find him. It was all a waste of time; he wasn’t there.”
Esa looked at Danielle and then said to Colonel Ortiz, “Well, you gave it your best effort; at least we got the one who hid him. Thanks for trying.”
“I’m sorry I wasn’t successful,” Colonel Ortiz said and then turned to go.
Inspector Connor noticed something and said, “Just a moment, Colonel. What is that paper on your back?” Colonel Ortiz frowned and then reached behind him and felt the paper in his beltline. He took it out and read it and his eyebrows went up. Then he started laughing.
“What’s so funny, Colonel?” Esa asked.
Colonel Ortiz handed the paper to Esa, and Esa noticed it was a page from a placement test. “Turn it over, Inspector,” Ortiz said through his laughter.
Esa turned it over to read it and looked shocked; then he too started laughing. Danielle watched the two of them as they laughed harder. Then Esa handed Danielle the paper and she read, “Tag, you’re it.”
She shook her head and began smiling, and then she joined their laughter. Colonel Ortiz said, “I told you he was there.” That put all three of them into hysterics, and they had to hold their ribs as tears ran from their eyes while they roared with laughter.
After he had traveled several miles, Tag entered a restaurant and ordered a meal. He then called a com that he had purchased months before and left hidden in the back of the children’s toy box. The com beeped twenty times before one of the children discovered it and took it to Maggie. “Hello,” Maggie said in a broken voice.
“Maggie, this is Daniel. What’s going on?”
“The enforcement committee has arrested Richard. They say he’s guilty of murder. Daniel, Richard told me before you moved in all the things he had done. He and I have prayed every night for forgiveness and for him not to get caught until the children were out and on their own. Daniel, just as Richard feared, they’re also looking for you.”
Tag was surprised. He never guessed that Maggie knew who he really was; she had never given any clue. “That means I’ll have to leave, Maggie, but there’s something I want you to do.”
Maggie was crying and she answered through her tears, “What?”
“I want you to go in your bedroom and look behind the leg on the front left of your bed. If you can’t reach it, get one of the children.”
A few moments passed and Maggie said, “Alright, Jennifer and I are at the bed, Daniel.”
“Tell Jennifer to lie down on the floor and look on the back side of the leg just above the bottom of the bed.”
“She says there’s some tape.”
“Tell her to remove the tape and to hand it to you.”
“Daniel, there’s a key on this tape.”
“Yes there is, Maggie. Now listen closely, I don’t have much time. That key opens a security storage box one block from your home in the storage building numbered 11479 Lightner Boulevard. The number of the box, 101059, is on the key, and it has been rented for twenty years and paid for in advance. There is a duplicate key on the back of the other leg in the event you lose the first key. Do you understand so far?”
“Yes, and Jennifer is listening too.”
“Jennifer, you are the eldest of your brothers and sisters. Your mother is going to have to depend on you to help her take care of your family. Jennifer, this is very important. Are you listening?”
“Yes I am,” a trembling voice said.
“You can never tell anyone about that box. If you do, your family will starve and be separated. Your life depends on you being able to keep a secret. Can you do it?”
“Yes, I promise from the bottom of my heart.”
“Daniel,” Maggie said, “what’s in the box?”
“Four million credits in one-hundred-credit notes.”
Maggie was stunned. “How did you do that?”
“Banks sometimes turn in old credits for destruction. I just happened to be present when they were moving them out to the armored floater. I’ve collected it on multiple occasions over the last two years. Maggie, use it slowly and use it wisely. Don’t draw attention to yourself. Don’t change your lifestyle. Only you and Jennifer need to know.”
