The Marisol Deception - Part 17

Updated on May 27, 2020


This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.


“Jump or be executed. I choose the former. Now, let’s go!”

Tony pushed his way through the small window first. He hit the ground with a thud but immediately rose to his feet. He was ready to break Kinsley’s fall when she jumped. She heard a crash as they kicked in the front door. That was enough incentive for her to leap into Tony’s arms.

Flashlights lit the way for the intruders as they circled the motel. Knisley and Tony dodged in and out of the beams of light as they raced across the field behind the motel. Out of breath, they stopped to evaluate the situation. It was then they noticed the flashlights had disappeared. A new feeling fell over them. Was there someone in the darkness they couldn't see?

They stilled themselves and listened closely. All that could be heard were the trucks traveling down the interstate in the distance. They tried to see as best they could, but the darkness was too thick. With caution and all the bravery they could muster, they made their move back toward the motel. They would have to leave, but they needed to get the rest of their belongings.

That's when they heard a twig snap behind them.

Moving Forward

And there was given unto him a mouth speaking great things and blasphemies; and power was given unto him to continue forty and two months. And he opened his mouth in blasphemy against God, to blaspheme his name, and his tabernacle, and them that dwell in heaven. (Revelation 13:5, 6)

Dickinson and Wexford arrived in Tel Aviv and were hustled into a waiting limousine. Soon they would arrive at Jerusalem. The temple awaited their arrival. Israel was anxiously looking forward to the world leader sacrificing in their temple. The advanced planning allowed for a perfect sacrifice to go smoothly. The sacrifice, an unblemished lamb, waited tied by the temple door.

The limousine pulled in front of the temple and parked behind a van covered with rust and mud, dents on both sides. Dickinson stepped from the limo, and a weary, old farmer stepped from the van. Both met at the back door of the vehicle. Two other men stepped from their vehicle to remove a crate.

The television cameras of the world focused their attention on the strange, unplanned activities. The men ignored the lamb as they carried the crate to the altar of sacrifice. Jewish leaders looked on in horror as a pig covered with mud was laid upon the altar. Dickinson himself performed the ritual sacrifice. The abomination of desolation had taken place. Then he spoke.

Even as this pig bleeds, I, Aaron Dickinson, am your leader, and much more. In days past, I have not made an issue over my godhood. That is about to change. I am god. You will worship me as god. You shall have no other gods before me. You shall not take my name in vain but show proper respect for me at all times. Under no circumstance shall you worship another. You shall set this day apart each week for consecrated worship of me, your god.

You have heard it said, honor your parents, don’t kill, don’t commit adultery, don’t steal, don’t lie, don’t covet. I say to you, it’s your life - your life to live in perfect freedom without these outdated restrictions. Do as thou wilt. I have outlawed all other religions. Failure to observe my holiness will result in instant death.

Further, your god has initiated one currency for all the world. This will eliminate much confusion, not only for businesses and banks but for you, the traveler. The mark is now ready for you. To keep a one-world government working efficiently, this mark is necessary. You cannot buy or sell without the mark placed in your hand or forehead.

Dickinson held up a small microchip before continuing.

This mark, this chip will be implanted in each individual, but it is your mark to freedom and contains all information that pertains to you, the individual. Within this small microchip, all your medical records, bank statements, and other personal information will be held. Purchases will be made with a scan of the hand or forehead. Hospital visits will move more quickly as they find all your information in one place - your hand.

Your bank information is safe. No longer will you worry about losing your bank card. It’s right in your hand. Automatic payments will pay all your bills. No longer will you need to keep track of your payments. Mortgage information - it’s all in your hand. Your god has eased the problems of yesterday with just this one remarkable chip.

Further, I declare this day a world holiday to celebrate the true freedom I have given you. If we follow what I have outlined for you today, we can claim world peace for the first time in human history. We must not let this opportunity escape us. Also, I have taken up residence here in Jerusalem. I will be more accessible to you from my new location.

Dickinson and Wexford returned to the limousine.

Kinsley and Tony stopped in their tracks. They listened. A voice spoke. “Marisol isn’t happy with you two. She ordered more torture for you before we execute you. Let’s go!”

Larry and Harrison marched them to their vehicle. Once there, Larry tied Kinsley’s wrists and feet. Harrison worked on Tony. Larry shoved both into the back of the van while Harrison circled around to the driver’s seat. The trip back to Area 51 began.

The drive was quiet as the van maneuvered the back roads to Area 51. The silence broke when Tony spoke. “So, what’s the execution plan this time?”

Turning to face him, Larry said, “I think we’ll start you on a new diet - the starvation diet. No food or water for the rest of your lives. It may take time, but it is always effective. That should give you plenty of time to think about what you did.”

All was quiet for a moment. Then Tony spoke again. “Hey, Larry. Exactly what was it we did?”

“Oh, come on! You know what you did. You tried to escape. That gets you a death sentence for sure. Of course, you already had one.”

It was Kinsley’s turn to add to the conversation. “Put yourself in our place. What would you have done? You know you would have done the same thing.”

“I suppose you’re right, but there is one difference.”

“And that is?”

“My life depends on whether I bring you back. We’re kind of in the same situation, don’t you think? So maybe you answered your own question.”

They continued to drive through the night. The closer they came to Area 51, the darker the sky grew. It was as if the night was telling of what was to come. The clouds settled heavily on Kinsley and Tony. A deep feeling that their days were few fell upon them.

It was time. The van stopped at the checkpoint and traveled on to the final destination. Larry helped Kinsley and Tony from the van while Harrison recorded the mileage. Once out, Larry began to untie Kinsley and Harrison untied Tony.

They were distracted by four men carrying two body bags from the facility. Larry and Harrison mocked, “Just two more idiots who tried to double-cross Marisol. The eerie sight brought chills to Kinsley while a thought made its way from Tony’s brain to his mouth. “I thought you said the acid bath left no traces.”

“The acid bath doesn’t. That’s where they’re going now. In a short time, it will leave nothing of them.”

Kinsley had to ask, “And who were they, and what did they do?”

Larry chuckled as Harrison answered. “That’s Jeff Harding and Claire Oliver. They were so dumb. They were nothing but trouble. Marisol hated them. Their execution was long past due.”

It was obvious Harrison and Larry didn’t make the connection between Claire and Kinsley. Remaining calm was not part of Kinsley’s nature, but she did her best not to react. Inside, she was boiling over, but she chose to save her anger for later.

Harrison worked much faster. The ropes were off Tony as Harrison held a gun in front of him. Larry bent down to remove the rope from Kinsley’s ankles. As the last knot was untied, Kinsley plunged the point of her shoes deep in Larry’s brow. Harrison’s attention was drawn away and Tony hit him hard in the nose.

The gun flew from his hand as he staggered backward and fell to the ground. Larry lay unconscious. It didn’t take but a moment for Tony to sweep up the gun, and the two ran for the fence.

After a safe distance, they stopped to rest.

Kinsley’s quick reaction impressed Tony. “Hey, where did you learn to kick like that? That was great,” he smiled.

“I don’t know. It just kind of happened. It was pretty cool though, wasn’t it? And where did you learn to throw punches like that?”

A look of pain crossed Tony's face. He remained silent. Kinsley took his hand and looked deep into his eyes. “Tony, what is it? What’s wrong? We’re friends. We can talk about this? Please tell me.”

An uncontrollable weeping came upon Tony. Tears ran the length of both cheeks. The tension and the emotional highs and lows of the past days reached the breaking point. “My dad . . .”

“What about your dad?”

In between sobs, Tony continued. “My dad - he was a beast. He would tie me to a chair, and I’d have to remain there for hours. Many times I’d miss meals because of it. The starvation diet, you know. Time and time again, he’d untie me only to get in my face and start all over.”

Kinsley wiped the tears from his cheeks even as others were forming.

“I put up with it for years. I finally had enough. I did absolutely nothing to deserve it. He tied me to the chair for four hours. He came to untie me and spit in my face. That was the last time I ever saw him. I smashed him in the face. I could feel his nose break from the blow.

“That was seventeen years ago. I can’t explain it, but when you kicked Larry, all I saw was my dad in front of me. And I could feel his nose crumble the same way. Kinsley, I’m so lost. I’m still that fifteen-year-old boy.”

“Tony, that’s not true. And if it ever was true, you graduated to manhood today. You saved our lives.”

© 2020 William Kovacic


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    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      9 days ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      You would think so, Denise. But for such a high-security facility, there is no barbed wire. Not sure why? Everything else is highly guarded. You can see it on the picture at the beginning of chapter 18.

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      Denise McGill 

      9 days ago from Fresno CA

      How they got out of the fence twice is beyond me. I was probably barbed and electrified. There must have been a whole in the fence.



    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      2 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Lori, they removed my picture of the pig. Imagine that!

    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      2 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Sorry, Dora. I missed your comment, but you know I always appreciate hearing from you, and I'm always happy to see you when you stop by.

    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      2 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Hi, Lori. I'll pass on the pig comment. It was hard to post, but hopefully it drove home the point - hopefully. Some people think the mark of the beast will be a microchip implant in the hand that contains a person's personal information. Without it, one can't buy or sell. I'm not sure I agree with that, but hey, after all, it's fiction.

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      Lori Colbo 

      2 months ago from Pacific Northwest

      That pig photo is hard to take.

      As I said before, I love Kinsley's combination of compassion and pluck. She's also one smart gal.

      I wasn't quite clear on if the chip specifically was mainly a choice to give allegiance and worship to Dickenson.

      You sure keep us spellbound.

    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      2 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      The pig? That's what some think is the abomination of desolation spoken of by the prophet Daniel. What happens next? I'm not sure I know. sometimes my outline goes out of the window if you know what I mean. Glad you were able to stop by and visit this Tuesday Afternoon.

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      Dora Weithers 

      2 months ago from The Caribbean

      Not only do you install end time events so smoothly into your story, you're also good at real life human aspects like exploring Tony's emotion here. Your photos are also off the charts. Excellent work!

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      2 months ago from Southern Illinois

      another exciting installment! This was so scary. That poor pig. How could anyone be that cruel? Tony's story was sad, but it appears he'll be ok now. What is going to happen next? Only William knows!

    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      2 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Thanks, Bill. I'll catch you after your shower!

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      Bill Holland 

      2 months ago from Olympia, WA

      And now what? How dare you leave us here in this desolate place of not knowing. :) Bravo once again. I need a shower from the fast pace.

    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      2 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Hi KC. Nice of you to stop by. One thing about The Marisol Deception is that it doesn't follow the chronology of Revelation and it is fiction. So it is fiction based on fact, but not factual if that makes sense. At the end of all of my novels I include a last chapter that separates the fact from the fiction. I just wanted you to know since you've invested much time in chronology. I'm glad you are able to go back to Part One because a lot has happened in between. Thanks again for the visit.

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      KC McGee 

      2 months ago from Where I belong

      I will have begin a part 1 and go through it all because part 17 had my full attention. Great article William.


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