Searching.

Searching.

He was there again right in the forefront of the madness that was going on around the world.

Cool, calm, reserved and full of discernment.

He didn’t realise as he was meeting dignitaries that it was pathing a way for new grounds of evolution.

He knew exactly what was happening scientifically and socially, in a telekinesis manner; it was effortless, but I knew deep down, he knew something higher above human consciousness was happening and that it was needed to be captured in his technology to make and move in bold advances.

He had learned to observe, but something was happening within him he couldn’t explain, neither could Tesla, or Einstein.

That’s why they were very humble in all their findings but this ; this was different.

He knew he could link cyborgs with other cyborgs with the exact same abilities, a sixth sense.

Mary, where was Mary. She was the key in all this; he tossed he turned , he looked at every other Avenue but it still all came back to Mary.

He buried his head in his work and just put the odd fish bait out on his game, it began to mean nothing in the end how many liked, how many followed, Elijah just knew the things of the world had started to have a whole new meaning and satisfaction , momentarily he briefed on so many different topics that he could only imagine how much of the story was coming out in his mind; Mary was somewhere out there and needed his help. But how could he possibly reach her, when she was like a shadow in the night when working herself.

Would we ever get together and talk about the fact that he would be a great person in our future and if so ; he was desperate to know how.

It was like a woman asked” why did God not put babies in a pouch like a kangaroo? So we could see exactly what was going on?”

The answer” it’s the only thing God has full control over and the human would interfere, this is was the answer!”

Control, funny word that, it has many connotations, but some things are left out of man’s control and we don’t always see why at first , then we look up and understand.

Things of the world; ashes to ashes , dust to dust.

All these things whirling around in Jacobs head. Maybe he had a sixth sense.

Mary was in the middle of something that had been going wrong with the world for years now she had to sit back and watch, be patient and wait until she knew that the time was right; funny old thing time, it actually means nothing, it’s a continuation of orbit that Governs Earth and the universe but who would be so bold as to even reach that vibration; it’s purely invitation only and it usually wiped away from your memory but Mary had a personality even the Lord didn’t know what to do with at times, she was a child and a bride of God!

You would imagine that would mean whatever you desire is your command; you couldn’t be further from the truth, you do not learn anything from comfort and laziness. If anything it is the absolute opposite.

This suited Mary for as long as she could remember, things of the world and money were as political as the Government.

Mary sure rolled her sleeves up when countries needed Political support or guidance from old but wise words. And an aurora of venom when needed and as sweet as honeysuckle when ears were in need of comfort, gentleness and love.

The world was becoming alien to love, it had fallen into deep despair, no confidence and fear of incompetence in leadership.

Elijah was learning, but he was nonchalant to the discipline that you need to lead a country. It’s not about being liked ; it’s about not being afraid to make difficult choices and decisions based upon the intelligence you have, not barking while afraid to bite.

He would walk alongside someone and see these attributes.

But he knew somehow Mary was a link ; I don’t even think Mary knew either, Mary just went about and made the world a more beautiful place , without her even knowing.

Where was she. ?

He suddenly remembered meditating and reading number 1 and Newhaven Gardens but the search proved futile perhaps she was as telepathic as he thought; or maybe he was just having an off day.

As Elijah slept that evening he tossed and turned, his wife was extremely worried about him, he began crying and shouting Mary , no Mary.

“Whatever is it?”Ruth his wife asked .

It’s Mary she’s locked in a cell in a dry land, mosques around. I could hear them praying and worshiping.

Mary is in a cell, but all I could hear was Istanbul, and her singing “he ran and he ran ….!”

“Are you sure she wasn’t saying Iran ? “ answered Ruth gently.

Ruth it could be anything but I know she’s in serious need of help.

“Let’s pray for her.” Said Ruth.

Ruth became very nervous and anxious the next day , Elijah couldn’t help but notice her crossing her arms and legs, then wringing her hands together.

Have you heard Ruth said, ? It’s all over the news a woman Mary Gilbert is to be hanged for spying in Iran.

What! Elijah screamed, no , no that cannot be.

Well what was she doing there ? Said Ruth.

Kidnapping that’s why she’s there, she’s been kidnapped. Set up for spying and that’s all for helping Governments in times of need.

What makes you so sure retorted Ruth, with an air of resentment. This woman had already taken up too much of her husbands time, filling him with fantasies.

In actual fact is was Ruth that told the kidnappers exactly where Mary was. The sooner the rid of that woman the better.

Hanging , hanging how barbaric with no legal court , just sentenced without any evidence.

Elijah wasn’t having it he went straight to the Home Office, who told him they were doing the best they could but in an emergency council they found her guilty of spying, she had maps and coordinates in her possession.

This is a set up ! You do realise this don’t you David?

“Of course it can seem this way.”

“What was she doing there in the first place?”

David I have no idea, she was in London then I got a strange feeling she had been kidnapped and taken to Newhaven Gardens 1 .

“Oh right well there is a fleet ship called Newhaven funnily enough and that’s based in Portsmouth.

But that would mean this country would have been involved in her operation or whatever it was she was going to be involved in in Iran, surely?

Well that is something that we are not at liberty to discuss with anyone other than Mary herself.

Seems all cloak and dagger if you ask me.

“Look Elijah Mary is a grown woman who decided for herself that she was going to visit Iran and look at the prison conditions of women over there. This , well this is out of our hands other than plead her innocence, but the maps and coordinates we have no idea what they are. We are not allowed to converse with her for her giving further information. If she has any. I’m afraid when you go out to investigate something you don’t do it in a country like Iran or any really without correct clearance.” Stated Dave

“Bullshit Dave, you knew exactly where and what she was looking for, and because she’s got caught with maps you are washing your hands of even knowing anything of it.” Elijah pleaded.

“Elijah that is the risk you take for the insight she was looking for. Only a lone wolf is a lone wolf.” Said David

“You’re telling me you haven’t got any bargaining chips up your sleeve? “ Bleated Elijah in a soft voice.

“There is one way, we have Hamzal Izquabal in prison for spying. We may be able to negotiate.” Explained David in his official tone of voice, but this is strictly between us.

The Negotiation.

It was a tense time, David somehow managed to get me five minutes with Mary , I hugged her so tight and slipped a foil filled with sulphur and a match, right underneath her tongue.

The guard hit me straight over the back with a bat-ton and boy did it hurt, I fell to the floor with blood pouring all over the floor. I could see flashing lights all around me, then out , light a light.

The prison was situated in the middle of the desert , it was run down and a brutal ground for a women to be in.

Mary befriended the guard and could speak Arabic , which impressed him.

He thought it was his lucky night this particular night , only Mary slipped what she thought was sulphur and a match but it was zinc poison , a new version ; dead within seconds mixed with the sulphur from the match.

Mary drank the wine they laughed and in his drink it went. Out like a baby. Froth foaming at the mouth .

She knew she had to act fast so she put on his clothes and used the keys to get out.

She walked for miles and miles through the winding sand dunes and her lips began to crack.

She thought she saw a house with a beautiful garden with flowing water and great palm trees, only to find herself

Engulfed in the desert's parched silence, I was nothing but another grain of sand in the wind.