Anson Gorbel was a cruel, unfeeling and self centered man who’s mind for nasty and deadly means knew no bounds. He was third in command of the Central Intelligence Agency being third generation as well in his family to serve in this organisation. He now found himself in full control as the recent disaster that had most likely killed close to all the worlds population had also wiped out his two bosses and all white house leadership. He had never held any respect for any of these people and had always seen them as obstacles to the top of the food chain. The quake had found him in one of the CIA’s newest and most secret high tech strongholds in this vast mountain range of Colorado. He had been showing his nephew smart young nineteen year old technology prodigy Tyler Gorbel around the massive facility built into the large mountain as he would soon follow his uncle as a fourth generation CIA operative. Anson really had no use for most folks but his sister Nitta, Tyler’s mother who had been taken by cancer a year back, was a person he had cared for. Tyler on the other hand could be annoying and unlike other people really had no fear for his uncle. He would refer to Anson at times in the presence of other people as Uncle Annie. This drove Anson crazy at times and young Tyler knew it.
Anson stood now before the huge situation screen deep in the heart of the massive facility taking mental note of what he would do next. He had some five hundred or more operatives with him in this facility that was stocked with enough food and fuel plus munitions to keep them going for close to three decades. He had four other facilities that were under his control with similar supplies. One in Montana near the border with Canada and one in the Arizona desert near the Mexican border. The other two were coastal out posts with one in West Virginia and the other deep beneath a winery on an island off what used to be California. All five facilities were also well stocked with plenty of helicopters, planes and some three hundred drones per location. Fuel was not an issue and all manner of food and drink were abundant. Regular patrols of drones were dispatched from all locations and were now slowly taking note of any pockets of humanity that may still exist. Anson already had plans to develop new cities or towns over which he would reside to build his very own empire.
There was only one thought that nagged at his mind and it concerned a certain scientist named Fred Casper who had been presumed dead but his research ship had been found recently off the coast of Virginia minus it’s crew and helicopter. The ship and crew he could take or leave, but Casper was a man that must be found should he be alive. The project and technology he had developed was a first of it’s kind. It was believed that it was literally out of this world so to speak. Only the top two people of the CIA knew what Fred worked on and this had been a matter of great frustration for Gorbel. He had however been able to learn some things and that alone had astounded him. What sort of things had they been able to learn from these ships in New Mexico? What was this New Special Signal Directive? The large screen came to life in front of him now with intelligence from an incoming drone that had been searching for life in a nearby mountain range. Pictures of a valley farm came across the screen and on the side there was a visual of the plane landing on the complex run way. Gorbel was watching the valley footage when the men at the control board gave a shout of alarm. He shifted his attention back to the landing drone just in time to see it disintegrate into a ball of fire. He stood there with his other staff mouth wide open. His shocked mind attempted to put what he saw together to just make sense of it all. There had not been any detection of enemy aircraft or incoming missiles in the area. What could possibly………his mind put it together all at once as his heart froze and his very being exploded in a mass of surprise and outrage! His mouth opened as rage exploded from his depths!
” CASPER!…………….YOU SON OF A BITCH!”.