Odyssey Bourne Force

Chapter 2—Odyssey Bourne Force
(Partial Extract - Continued)

... The last quarter of the journal changed format and wads of text followed, like a diary. He sampled the first page and it was fantastic. He was beginning to see why Dr. Reynolds’ amazing discoveries could not be made public.

He flipped through the writing, noting he had around another sixty odd pages to read. The last entry was dated July 2005. He needed fresh coffee and perhaps something stronger for later.

He stared at his father sitting on the verandah smoking, wondering what this was all leading up to, and what the relevance was. A cold fear made him shiver.

Would it be a case of dare he look behind him wherever he went? Or more like watch the darkening skies. Or was this all just poppycock?

When Blake Bennett had first read the journal, he was thirty‑two years old and at the peak of his professional career. In the past, he had interviewed the archeologist a few times, as they shared similar views. Though he only knew the archeologist by reputation, his reporter’s instinct recognized sincerity. He believed in Reynolds’ theories.

The way the diary portion was written sounded like a complex science fiction fantasy story. Or, if he was a real cynic, it could be one man’s fantastic journey to boost his own ego. No, Reynolds had no reason to lie; he was an intelligent and articulate man, willing to lay his reputation on the line.

At that time, Blake needed to find the archeologist. But the answers were already in his hand.

This story was too damn real. He should know; he had become involved. He glanced at his son, now sprawled on the living room sofa, deep inside the journal, and anticipated his reaction.

After all, she did say, “Humans are such curious and emotional children.”

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