American Chimera – 9.1

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The bandages on Janie’s wrists didn’t stop her from struggling against her chains. She growled at the interrogator. “What the hell you want now?”

The interrogator bounced her leg up and down. “You know, Mrs. Huffman, I’m just going to be blunt with you.” She leaned forward, tablet held precariously between her hands. “I have two missions here: one, official, the other…somewhat more personal. My official mission is to interview as many people who have come into contact with your adopted daughter, specimen 803, and ensure they will be quiet after we release them. You know what happens if word about the American chimeras reaches the public, or even if it falls into the wrong hands.”

Janie’s lips snarled.

“War. War happens, Mrs. Huffman. I hope you understand the gravity of another chimera war.”

“And why should I care ’bout that?” She yanked against the chains and spat at the interrogator. “You and yer gov’ment done took away ever’thin I ever cared about. My daughter is gone, my husband is gone, and my job is probably gone. What else am I s’pose to care about?”

The interrogator huffed and leaned back in her chair. “I got off track, Mrs. Huffman. Like I said, I want to be up front with you. I have a secondary mission that I believe you could help me with. Already, Mr. Huffman’s testimonies are being analyzed. I would like to hear your side of the story, listen to why you decided to keep the egg and then the specimen when it hatched.”

“Helpin’ you ain’t on my priority list. I’d sooner drink battery acid than help any of y’all.”

The interrogator pounded her chair’s arm. “Then help the specimen, damn it. Don’t you realize that you may hold the key? That your information might help Dani?”

“I ain’t ne’er had reason to trust the gov’ment. Don’t see why bein’ abducted and tossed in secret prison changes that.”

“Do you know what’s happening to Dani?”

“I reckon they’re torturin’ her. Dissectin’ or somethin.’ At least imprisoning.” She pulled on the chain such that one of her bandages fell loose. “There’s only one thing that’ll get me to talk: you could set me loose. Git me a gun, or hell, a knife – I’d skin your Yankee asses six ways from Sunday.”

The interrogator let slip a tiny smile. “I admire your tenacity, but you’re not going to get that as a reward.” She cleared her throat. “I looked over the logs of our last ‘chat’ before you were brought in today, and I had hinted last time at specimen 803’s fate. I said I’d bring your ‘grandchildren’ when they came along, and I wasn’t joking. They will literally impregnate her until either she dies or they get what they want out of her. If you talk to me, you might shorten or end that torture.”

“I cain’t even tell if’n you’re speakin’ the truth.”

“I don’t care if you believe me. I have all the time in the world to wait for proof, which will come soon enough. It’s no skin off my back if you never talk, either. The scientists will eventually find what they want or program something new into those chimera genes. All I want from you is to talk, to have a nice, calm conversation.”

“You lie!” Janie screeched. She kicked at the bonds on her feet and failed to gain momentum against the short chains. “Brett was right…you cain’t trust a Yank.”

The interrogator waited quietly while Janie’s breath rattled around. Eventually the cold, dark room hushed again, silent save for the even breaths of the two women inside.

“Like I said,” the interrogator began again, “I just want a nice talk. You’ll never be released – that much I’m certain of – but you do have information that can help your child. Dani. You’re letting her suffer every moment you push back against me.”

Janie gritted her teeth. “Then what do you want, exactly? What are you trying to find out?”

“Just tell me about when you first found the egg.”

“No, not your bullshit cover story. What are you actually trying to find out? What are you trying to fool me into answering?”

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10 thoughts on “American Chimera – 9.1

    • H.R.R. Gorman says:

      I’d suggest clicking on the “chapter list” link and downloading the pdf. And I’d not blame you for stopping – I personally have a very hard time following serial posts.

      • Jules says:

        I had a couple of serials going… And was told by others that they weren’t fond of it – I’m not worried. I might take you up on the PDF thing… (with hubby’s help).

        I’m not actually sure when I started. I’ll manage for a bit I think and then eventually put it all together.

        I’ve got another e-book document a friend gifted me that I ought to finish first. – And then ‘real’ books tend to get in the way too…

      • H.R.R. Gorman says:

        Haha, yeah. I put it up because I could, but now I’m starting to realize maybe the serials aren’t in my best interest. So I’ll finish this one (very long), but then I’ll probably only do ones of 3-4 max.

      • Jules says:

        I had pages up with links… I closed all but one serial. And I haven’t written to that one in a while. But then my ‘chapters’ were only about a page long. Maybe I’ll get back and finish up the long lost stories… eventually. 🙂

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