Heretics book 3 - The Apocryphile Press

180 :: JOHN R. MABRY
“Good morning, sleepyhead. Welcome to the conversation!
Yes, of course I will.”
“What else? Was the roster intact?”
“Yes,” said Susan, selecting a piece of bacon. “Only five
names, though. Still, it’s something to start with.”
“Hey...” Kat was staring into space, but waving her hand
for attention.
“What’s up?” Asked Dylan, scooping a mountain of eggs
onto his plate. He made to scoop another spoonful, but
Brian reached over and slapped his hand.
“I had this dream...” she scowled, trying to bring it back
up.
“Is this a Dream dream, or just a dream?” Susan asked,
guardedly.
“I’m not sure. I was in a field, and there were lots of holes
in the ground—snake holes. And I was digging them up,
because there was treasure buried in them.”
“The Order your brother belonged to was the Order of the
Hawk and Serpent,” Richard offered.
Susan blinked. “Maybe we should be looking for treasure!”
She giggled, and then stopped mid-gig. “Wait, maybe
we really should be looking for...money?”
“What good would that do?” asked Brian.
“Well, we don’t know what the Order is up to—” Susan
thought out loud.
“We know they have it in for God,” Richard interrupted,
and related some of the cryptic conversation he had had with
Larch.
“Well, lots of people have it in for God,” Susan noted,
“but we still don’t know why they were willing to do something
so dangerous in order to rid the world of avocados. It
seems so senseless.”
“Larch made out that it was an experiment.”
“Okay, so what are they really trying to accomplish?”