Unveil The Veil

Chapter 10 - Noah

Noah's Point of View:

It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.

-William Blake
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I hated waiting. I sat on my computer chair, circling in small revolutions, silently waiting for the red dot on the monitor in front of me to blink. It felt heavy in my hands knowing that it's been hours already. It's been nearly an hour since Aleena had left. I'd been here waiting for her to move but her body hadn't move once since she left.

I was beginning to get worried. I turned in my chair again, my eyes completely transfixed on the screen. My mind kept wandering to the women in the room. Their gloomy eyes, and complete and utter lost of hope that someone would get them out. The little girl's face wouldn't leave my mind. Her small figure was shivering and helpless in the room.

I tapped my fingers against the table when someone knocked on my door. Their fingers hitting the glass door jolted me away from thoughts and I quickly hid the monitor in the last drawer. "Yes. Who is it?"

I didn't get a response when Dad suddenly entered the room. He looked around silently before his eyes met mines and nodded. "Your mother wants to have dinner tonight. Be sure to pack up soon. Did you do as I told you?"

I nodded my head and looked out the window. My eyes wandered to the drawer and I looked back up at him. His boots clamped against the glass tiles as he sat down in front of me and made himself comfortable. His eyes roamed the room and I knew he was searching for something. "Son, I have a huge project that I will be trying soon and I want your opinion on it." I nodded and gave him a curt smile while folding my hands in my lap.

He began talking about organizing the men and surveilling the outskirts of the town but my attention wasn't focused on him. I heard a small alarm come from my drawer and opened it to see the red light blinking. A rush of relief filled my lungs and instantly a smile came to my lips. What I hadn't told Alena was that the chemical they put into her system was the first test to see her body's natural survival skills and resistance.

Some never made it alive because of it. They invented it back when the war began in the west coast. It was a chemical made to separate the weak from the naturally adaptive people who could help themselves. I smiled and pretended to listen to what the chief was saying. Inside, I was elated. I knew she would survive. Now all she had to do was survive living there for a period of time.

"So, what do you think?" I jolted up in my seat and blinked. He must've been talking to me. His eyes frowned when I stuttered.

"I'm sorry chief, what did you say." He gave me a long look before he tapped against my wooden table and pointed outside the window.

"Why do you think about going to outskirts of the town and building forts there as well. We've done an excellent job here, and I was wondering how much ground we could cover if we spread across the whole state." He looked up at me and smiled, his crooked teeth shining.

I forced a smile onto my face and nodded. "Whatever you feel you want to do Dad. I don't have a say in those matters but it would be quite extensive don't you think. You've already covered this town and the next. Taking the entire state would be too much for you. Besides, it's better to clear one area before you began another right?"

He looked at me for a while, his eyes scrutinizing onto mines. I grimaced under his intense stare when he suddenly let out a laugh and pounded his pal against the wooden table in joy. "Good thinking son. Spreading that far would be a bit extensive on our part. I'll speak to Brown and see if he could send his troops in downtown to spread the soldiers and carry more ground." I nodded and sighed in relief when he came patted my shoulder with force.