RETAIL SAMPLE Nathan Turner and the New World Order
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for Nathan, everything was surreal, as if in slow motion. It's happening, Anthony, now concerned, asked in a somber tone. What's happening? Nathan hesitated to say the words Armageddon, the New World order. They both stopped toe. Let the words linger in the air. Then Anthony, always calm and collected, asked, Why do you say that? This is Hi. You have to check your email there declaring a federal emergency and having all citizens register. Nathan stumbled. Anthony listened closely to his friend and the camps I told you existed. They're gonna send people there. This is it. This is the moment I hoped would never come. Anthony tried to take in what Nathan was saying. After a long pause, Anthony spoke. Okay, so what do you plan to do? Nathan knew what he had to dio. He had known for a long time. Nathan had been planning for this moment, his whole life. Still facing the reality of the situation was difficult to say. The least run, get supplies, get safe. After that, pray Anthony was a very rational man, and so he had to see this email and think before doing anything drastic. When are you leaving? Nathan didn't have to think long as soon as possible, the email said. All agents, or to meet with their supervisors. At six tonight, it's 8 32. Now I've got some things I've got to do, including telling Kayla I'll be on the road by three Anthony guests. Nathan's Destination, a small town in Louisiana where they went to high school together. Home. Nathan answered for a short time, then to the spot. Anthony thought to himself for a minute, then spoke. I need to check things out on my own. Call me before you leave. Nathan knew that his friend would take a more cautious approach specifically because Anthony just didn't know everything Nathan did. Anthony had listened to his friends finding over the years and had decided long ago that he would let fate find him, not the other way around. But he still gave his friends words. Great credence. Okay, I'll call you in a few hours, Nathan replied. Nathan Anthony wanted to catch Nathan before he hung up. Yeah, Anthony continued as cautiously as possible. Did uh did you see this Nate? As a teenager, Nathan had what he only knew to describe his visions. He hated the term and hated Mawr, the thought of being branded a psychic seer or prophet. Still, that experience was the catalyst that began Nathan's journey in his life. Nathan had entrusted only three people with what happened to him. Anthony being one of them, Nathan took a very deep breath and solemnly replied, Yeah, I did. Anthony paused for a moment, then addressed his friend. Okay, call me before you leave. I will, Nathan replied. And Nate, Be careful, Anthony pleaded. You too, brother. With that, Nathan hung up the phone. He stood up, put his coat on and walked out. On the way out, another agent stopped him. Hey, Turner, you see that email? But email? Nathan lied. You need to see for yourself, the agent answered. Something's going down. I'll check it out. Thanks, Nathan said with a nod. Nathan headed straight for the parking garage. He jumped in his black Charger and sped off. As soon as Nathan hit the road, he called his brother. Darren didn't pick up the first two times Nathan called, but he answered on the third, um, hello. Nathan had no time for formalities. Where are you? Nathan shifted gears while subconsciously checking his mirrors for tales. His brother made no response. Darian. The younger turner groggily responded. Nate Nathan again was very straightforward. Yes. Where are you? Darren responded with more than a little attitude. Oh, I guess you're talking to me now, huh? Yeah. You know you are. The Nathan cut him off as he heard the horn of another driver. He also cut off. Shut up and listen, Darian. It's time Darren wasn't fully awake. He was still groggy and confused from Jason and his night out in the New Orleans party district. Time for what? I knew it was too early to be up. We were in the quarter last night. And let me tell you, knowing that keywords would trigger the essays wiretapping protocol, Nathan used code words he and his brother agreed on. Should the need arise. The watchers have made their move. Darian, it is time