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The Marisol Deception - Part 22



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.


Outside, the world turned black and wickedly cold. The darkened world beyond the cavern could only be matched by the absence of light within. People groped to find their way. Electric or battery-powered light was easily swallowed by the thick darkness.

A torrent of falling rock continued to shake the ground. Removed from the ongoing turmoil just outside the cave, peace and relative warmth, an unchanging 56 degrees.

Even from their safe place, it was obvious to Kinsley and Tony that God’s great love had taken a back seat to His holiness and righteous judgment. Humankind had rejected the pure, far-reaching love of God. The world had become God-haters. This was only the beginning. They were about to see what a world without God was like.



Then shall they deliver you up to be afflicted, and shall kill you: and ye shall be hated of all nations for my name's sake. But he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved. - Matthew 24:9, 13

The death count rose to just over 4,879,000,000. There were now more people dead than alive. The cleanup would take more than a year to complete. New diseases and plagues surfaced due to the rotting flesh. More would die.

The stars continued to bombard the earth. With every hit, the planet rocked violently. It wobbled in and out of orbit. At some points, the fury of the sun melted rocks. At other times, temperatures fell below -140 degrees at the equator. The ball so many called home wreaked havoc on its inhabitants.

Even in the thick black, it was obvious to Kinsley and Tony the sides of the cave were about to fall. Still, they followed Matthew’s instruction to remain inside. Surely, they would have been crushed if they ventured outside the safety of the walls. The quivering of the ground caused an uneasiness. Both prayed that the holy judgment would stop soon. And it did.

The earth rested. Everything was quiet. The two made their way to the mouth of the cave. God pulled back the curtain of darkness to reveal a brilliant, blue sky. It was time to move.

They gathered the few belongings they had and struck out to search for safety. Fields smoldered from the other-worldly attack. Entire buildings were crushed under the heavy blows of the stars and asteroids. The world as Kinsley and Tony knew it would never be the same.

A sulfur-like smell burned their noses and left a foul taste in their mouths. Any signs of life were tragically missing. They carried on for miles. The burned fields and empty concrete left them feeling hopeless. After hours of traveling on foot, they came upon a dirt road. They took it. They had nothing to lose.

Within a short time, they could hear a vehicle approaching. An Arizona state trooper drove past, then made a u-turn and drove back. Pulling over to the side of the road, he asked Kinsley and Tony, “Do you need assistance?”

The two looked worn out and haggard. Tony forced a weak reply. “Yes, could you give us a lift to the nearest motel?”

The officer laughed. “You’ve got to be kidding. There is nothing standing anywhere. Your best bet would be to stay here for the night. I have blankets in the back. I’ll get you a couple.”

He glanced at Kinsley’s hand. No mark. He took a quick peek at Tony’s hands. Nothing.

“You know, I could take you into the station - what’s left of it, and you could spend the night there. What do you say?”

It had to be a better option than what they were faced with. The officer opened the back door and the two climbed in.


The right wing of the police station was the only part of the building left standing. Inside, there was a bustle of activity. Leading Kinsley and Tony to the makeshift desk, he announced they were under arrest. Puzzled, they looked at each other, and then at the officer. He pointed to their hands.

“No mark! You’ve not shown your allegiance to our world leader, Aaron Dickinson. That is a global crime worthy of a death sentence. You will spend the night here. I will transfer to a holding cell in the morning where you will await your execution.”

Kinsley tried to bite her lip. It didn’t work. “You can’t do that. We haven’t even had a trial yet.”

He slapped her. “Where have you been? Locked away in a cave or something? There are no more trials. It’s a simple matter of disrespect to almighty Dickinson. That, young lady, is punishable by death. And that is exactly where you’re headed.”

“Dickinson? Almighty? Now, that is funny. He's a fraud. You know it. I know it. Besides, you can’t go round slapping people just because you feel like it. I’ll have your badge.”

Before walking off, he slapped her again and muttered, “Fat chance.”

Tony carried two chairs to a corner of the room and sat down. A long evening was ahead of them. There would be no sleep and they knew it.

The long night eventually made its way to morning. Exhausted, Kinsley and Tony were moved to an Army truck that would transport them to their final end. Handcuffed, they moved along, a guard keeping pace ahead of them. Kinsley whispered to Tony, “Check your cuffs. Mine are loose. I think I can get free.”

Tony relaxed his hands and felt the slack in the chains. “I can, too.”

Kinsley winked, “Authorized, let’s do it!”

Walking in step with the patrolman in front of them, they worked their hands free.

Kinsley whispered again, “Look at this.” She held her shackle closer for Tony to see. Both were open. Tony knew she was up to something, and he may not like it.

“This guy is in front of us. We can’t go back the way we came. They’ll take us again. We have to move forward. Okay, so after I cuff the cop, get ready to fly. I just have to make sure I lock the shackles. He can't run as fast with his hands behind his back. Are you ready?”

"Tony sensed the idea wouldn’t be to his liking, but he couldn’t come up with a better thought. They quickened their step until Kinsley was within striking distance. Tony grabbed both hands and pulled them behind his back while Kinsley shoved each hand in the cuff and closed it tight. Tony knocked him to the ground while they ran as fast as possible to freedom.

Freedom? That wasn’t possible. As they crested the top of a hill, they came face to face with the officer assigned to take them to await execution. The back of the van was open, and he forced Kinsley and Tony to climb in. They drove for miles through the desert before coming to a small town.

The van stopped at a gas station. The driver started pumped the gas. Then, with the squeegee in hand, he cleaned the windshield.

Kinsley spoke in Tony’s ear, “We have to act fast. Let’s go.”

“Wait! Not so fast. We can’t outrun this vehicle.”

“I have a plan.” Tony shuttered. “We don’t have time to discuss this. Now, let’s go!”

Slowly they opened the door and slid out. Kinsley ran to the side panel near the gas pump. Tony followed, not knowing what to expect. She shouted, “Hey. Mister. We’re leaving now.”

Immediately the driver charged them. As he approached, Kinsley pulled the pumping handle from the gas tank and soaked both vehicle and driver with gasoline. Neither was going anywhere as Kinsley and Tony ran for their lives.

With no motels in sight, they had no choice but to stop for the night. To stay in the open was to invite more attacks. They needed to find shelter. There was none. Using the blankets that were given to them by the police officer, they made a makeshift tent. They settled in and hoped for the best.


An overcast night would have been better, but that was not to be the case. A full moon lit the desert floor. The small tent didn’t allow much freedom of movement. The cramped quarters were uncomfortable. That led to the decision to dismantle the tent and take their chances. Besides, a tent rising out of the desert might raise suspicion.

Tony wanted to talk to Kinsley about something important. This was the time. The moonlight placed a glow over Kinsley as she sat across from Tony. Her eyes became one of the many stars in the quiet sky. Amidst the trouble and difficulties of the day, she still managed to smile.

Tony held her gaze. “Do you think we’ll get through this? I mean, do you think the fight is worth it?”

For a moment, Kinsley was deep in thought. “Let me rephrase your question. Do I think you’re worth it? Do I think you’re worth the fight? Yes. Absolutely. I’ll fight with you. I’ll fight for you. There is an end to this. When? I can’t tell, but until then, we’ll fight. We’ll make a way. We’ll get through this - together.”

The real question behind the question was yet to come. Tony stared at the ground as he nervously rolled a stone between his fingers. Kinsley noticed.

“There’s something else, isn’t there? Tony, you know you can tell me anything - so tell me.”

“In a few short months, we’ve been through so much together. It seems like a lifetime. I know you better than anyone I’ve ever known.” He tossed the stone in the air and caught it. His eyes remained focused on the earth in front of him.

“Tonnny - there’s more. Talk to me.”

He glanced up at her face. It was still wrapped in Moonglow. Tony choked.

“Tony, what is it? We’ve become good friends. You can tell me anything. I won’t be upset. You know what they say - ‘honesty is the best policy’

She paused. "You are working for Marisol, aren't you? I knew it! I knew it!"

Tony stood and walked toward Kinsley. "What, Tony? Are you going to kill me? Go for it!"

© 2020 William Kovacic

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