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Thero nodded. “I gave them a chance and the information. They never knew it was me. I passed notes. Made things possible.”
Inwardly, she cringed, imagining the turmoil. As George, he’d become the informant, he helped the couriers to make it to freedom. But then, as Thero, he hunted them down and had them killed. No wonder every meeting had been blown. There was no leak in the ASIO, the leak was at the source. It meant some information was passing from George’s personality to Thero’s. It made her more nervous than ever, but she had to press on.
“I thought reason might prevail,” George volunteered.
“It still can,” she said eagerly.
“No,” he replied sadly. “They’ve come to kill us again. Only a show of unstoppable force will keep them away now.”
She had to think fast. “I can negotiate with them for you,” she pleaded, squeezing his smooth hand. “The Americans have already promised amnesty,” she lied. “All you have to do is return to the States with them.”
“Amnesty?”
“Yes,” she said. “For you and your father,” she added, doing all she could to keep George’s personality engaged and on the surface.
“Why would they offer that?”
“They’re afraid of the Russians getting their hands on it.”
“They’re working with the Russians,” George said forcefully.
“No,” she said. “The Russians kidnapped us. They want to kill you. But if you get me to a radio, I can bring help.”
George hesitated. “Are you sure?”
“I promise,” she said. “I just need a chance to prove it.”
He stared at her for a long moment, as if pondering what she’d said.
“This is why you reached out to me,” she said, “isn’t it?”
Finally, he nodded. “Come with me.”
He led her down the bank of control panels, stopping in his tracks as he passed the final console.
Hayley saw why. Lying on the floor were several men and a few women. They wore bloodstained lab coats. They’d been shot.
“Father, what have you done?”
Hayley tried to breathe. “We have to hurry, George.”
Thero hesitated. He cocked his head to the side. “What do you mean they were traitors?” he asked the air.
She could see what was happening. “No, George,” she urged. “Don’t talk to him.”
“They worked for you,” he said sharply, as if arguing with his father. “They built this for you.”
A strange trancelike silence gripped Thero, and Hayley sensed him wavering.
“Stay with me!”
Thero hesitated. He stood with clumsy effort and let go of her hand.
“George?” she asked.
“No,” he said softly.
“George?”
