The Marisol Deception - Part 4

Updated on December 4, 2019


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.

From Part 3

We left the Olive family with George at work and Kinsley questioning Claire about her affair - with none other than Jeffrey Harding.

Drunk as a skunk, Claire tried to answer. Kinsley decided to go another direction. If she eased up, maybe Claire would spill all of her heart.

"So Mom. You had an affair? Who is the guy? Anybody I know?"

Slurring through her teeth and with drooping eyes, Claire spoke. "No. Nobody you know. His name is Jeffrey Harding. He just came back from a business trip to Nevada."

"And what kind of business is he involved with?"

"He didn't say. And it really isn't important. He's just so darling."

Kinsley was doing her best to remain calm. "So, you really like this guy, huh Mom?"

"Oh, yes. It's been years since I've felt like this. I feel like a schoolgirl again."

"You're going to see him again?"

"Of course." Anger rose up once more before Claire succumbed to sleep. "And your Dad doesn't need to know anything about this. Like I said, it's nobody's business but mine. You better keep your mouth shut."


Wexford was in a panic. "Mr. President! Mr. President! You're on in five. Here, let me smooth your tie. Now, just remember. Give the American people the exact words of Marisol and the world will follow. Are you ready?"

Dickinson glared at Wexford, "Of course, I'm ready. You worry too much. Things will be fine. I'm the one that has a high stake in the matter. Why are you so concerned? You make me feel uneasy sometimes but not about the situation - about you. Now relax."

President Dickinson went before the cameras; the teleprompter in place once again.

My dear Americans and the world,

I have been meeting with one of the greatest minds known to this world seeking direction and wisdom concerning the event that shook the world last Friday night. I speak not of myself, but of that great all-knowing mind that I have sought.

Clearly, we are at a crossroads in time. Drastic changes took place on that fateful night that will cause us to experience unrest that this world has never known before. Many of our family members disappeared from sight and many have yet to be found. I say family members because we are all part of the world family. We are all part of a race that is not defined by nationality, not defined by the color of one's skin, not defined by social or economic differences. We are all part of the human race. We all bleed red. And our hearts are bleeding tonight because of the devastation that has fallen upon our planet.

There was no way this catastrophe could have been avoided. As earlier thought, a violent change in air pressure seems to be the root cause. This radical change in air pressure removed our loved ones from the earth and the atmosphere, in a moment, in a twinkling of an eye - they were gone.

That same freak change in pressure also weighed heavy on the earth as ones were taken up. The violent change in pressure brought crushing forces on vehicles on the ground and forced airliners from the skies. We are still sorting out the damage from these terrible events.

I have temporarily outlined a plan to get us through the dark days ahead. We must learn to live in peace no matter how great the cost is to us personally. Am I my brother's keeper? Yes, absolutely, and I have a responsibility to my brother. You have a responsibility to your brother and sister of the human race. We must merge as one, lest we fall beneath the heavy load that rests on us.

In the days ahead, I will be meeting with delegates from the middle-east and certain European nations. We must start with the most difficult. We, as a world of individual nations, must recognize the nation of Israel. Israel must recognize its place in the middle-east. If the world is to know world peace, then the middle-east must know peace. I am convinced this is where we must start to put our world back together. Nobody will do this for us. we must do it for ourselves.

You will be kept up to date on a regular basis as new developments occur. My hope for America and the world is that peace will reign. I am sure as we work together, we will conquer whatever obstacles we encounter and will usher in a new age of peace on earth. Thank you and be blessed, Planet Earth.

Wexford was stirred to the bone. "That was wonderful, Mr. President, just wonderful! And you didn't even mention Marisol's name. That's how she wanted it. You just sucked the world in under your control."

"Yes, I didn't do badly, did I, Wexford? Now, let me get to work on this peace treaty thing. World peace! What a novel idea!"

Dickinson left to work on the peace treaty. Once the details were in writing he would meet with the world leaders to discuss the details. The excitement was growing as he put his thoughts on paper. As he continued to write down his ideas, he began to think about his part in developing a peace treaty that would finally bring world peace.

He had to confess if only to himself that the ideas were not his but Marisol's, but the plan was so perfect. He would soon be hailed by the world for accomplishing what had been tried so many times before. There were other peace treaties but all had failed. Thanks to Marisol, this was fail-proof and the world would soon be brought together under one head - President Dickinson.

Dickinson's thoughts turned to another direction. Wexford had been acting strange, overly interested in what was taking place. What was his stake in this? One thing Dickinson knew, nobody in politics could be trusted. Wexford obviously had a plan of his own. Dickinson took a wait-and-see attitude.

George returned home from work only to find a hungover Claire sound asleep with a whiskey bottle in her hand. It was not the norm for Claire, but neither had it been the first time either. A little too naive, he let it pass. The day wore on without a word being spoken about any of the events of the night before.

Another night of work and George was out the door, lunch bag in hand. Boredom was his main problem. Round after round through the deserted factory didn't bring much satisfaction to George. His job epitomized his life. There was never excitement. There was never anything out of the ordinary. His life was built around routine, except for an occasional hungover wife.

A light flickered from down the hall. Someone had either left a light on in the second-floor restroom or someone was using it without authorization. The plant was closed for the day. George crept up cautiously, gun drawn. That frightened him. He had never once had to use his gun. There's a first time for everything, he thought.

Standing by the door he listened. Everything was quiet. Gun in hand and ready to use, he kicked the door open. The room was empty except for a tiny book that laid on a shelf near the sink. He quickly thumbed through the book in an effort to find the owner of the book. There was no such information anywhere, but a single black bookmark marked the page marked I Thessalonians Four. it was a copy of The New Testament.

George began to read at the bookmark. But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope. For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him. For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep. For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first: Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.

"This is just what I needed for a slow night," he said to himself. The passage was hard for George to understand. He carried the small book to the factory library and turned on the light. Another book was facedown on one of the tables. He turned it over. He didn't remember seeing this book in the library before - Webster's 1828 Dictionary. He opened it to find that Webster had defined words according to the Bible's meaning of archaic words.

He first looked up the word asleep. It became apparent in the context of the verse that the word asleep meant to be dead. He then noticed that the writer of the book didn't take credit for his thoughts, but rather it was by the word of the Lord. George wasn't the religious type, but he knew enough to realize that God was speaking through the pages.

We which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep. Turning to the P section, George looked up the meaning of the word, prevent. To his surprise, he found the word meant to precede. Continuing on, he discovered that the Lord himself promised to return for those who followed him. He noticed, too, that the event would be accompanied by a trumpet sound.

His mind shot back to the news reports he heard shortly after the calamity of a few nights ago. Some said they heard a strange sound similar to a loud trumpet just before millions of earth's people went missing from the planet. He also remembered there were reports of graves being opened. The prior residents were never found.

He caught the main thought behind what was written in the book. The Lord would return for his followers at some point in time. His followers who died would be evacuated first, followed by a miraculous evacuation of those who were yet alive.

It wasn't something George could readily digest. He spent the next two hours taking it in and had to come to the conclusion that this event the Bible explained was the only possible explanation as to what happened. It explained everything from the trumpet sound to the open graves to millions missing. But he would need to do more research. He tucked the small Bible in his pocket and continued to make his rounds.

The night moved on, another uneventful waste of time for George. Finally, after years of routine, something was about to change. George's shift would be over soon, but as he passed an opened window, he heard three men discussing something. He walked closer to the window thinking it could be a drug-related conversation.

The one man was louder than the others, but George had to listen carefully to get the whole conversation."So, Harding. What about this Oliver woman?"

"Oh, you mean Claire?" That grabbed George's attention.

"She'll work out fine. We'll just have to take it slow and not push too hard too fast."

"But she'll get the job done?"

"Oh, I'm sure she will. She'll be someone Marisol can control easily once she's sold out."

The third one asked, "Do you think Marisol will ever reveal herself to the world?"

"She won't need to. That idiot Dickinson will carry out all her orders. He's the best puppet Marisol has ever had. He's the weakest leader America has ever had. He thinks he's in charge. We'll see about that."

Quietly George made his way outside and headed toward a dumpster where the men were talking. Trying to slip behind a large bush, he stumbled and fell. The three were alerted. George grabbed his pistol as one of the three fired first. George fell to the ground while the men fled.

He pulled out the Bible from his pocket and reached for his pen. In the dim light of the adjacent parking lot, he scrawled the words next to the bookmark, MARISOL IS HERE - REVELATION13. Then he placed the Bible back in his pocket. He tried to reach for his cell phone, but it was too late. His lifeless body slumped in a pool of blood.

© 2019 William Kovacic


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    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      8 weeks ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Yes, Denise. George is no more. thank you for following along and leaving your thoughts

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      Denise McGill 

      2 months ago from Fresno CA

      WHAT? OH NO! I didn't see that coming. Poor George.



    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      7 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Well, come along, Dora. I think we'll find them.

    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      7 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Thanks, Ruby. Claire? Oh, my! Where does she fit in? We'll see soon enough.

    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      7 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      You asked the right questions, Bill. Who?

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      Dora Weithers 

      7 months ago from The Caribbean

      Great story-telling! Your sub-plots are themselves super-interesting. The conclusion to this episode is sudden and hooking. I feel like going to look for the culprits.

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      Ruby Jean Richert 

      7 months ago from Southern Illinois

      Another terrifying installment. I know there will be a rapture. I just hope all my loved ones are ready. This reminds me of all the turmoil around the world. The good news is that God is in control. You write so well! thank you. Poor George, now Claire, where does she fit in?

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      Bill Holland 

      7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Well at least George got a message off. Now, who will find that message, and what will happen to "them?" The drama continues and I await.

    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      7 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      They will, Lori. The question is who is they?

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      Lori Colbo 

      7 months ago from Pacific Northwest

      Darn, poor George. I hope they'll find his book.


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