Prologue

21 1 3
                                    

It was a beautiful summerday in the middle of January. Cape Town, South-Africa. About 15:00 when the first men arrived. Nobody expected a thing. This would be the day all these people will remember. Perfect. A plan so brilliant it couldn't possibly be traced. It was just a matter of time before no man alive could stop them. But first that escaped man must die...

                          ~¤~¤~

"I am sorry, Alison. Your father's boss just called. O honey! Come here. They... they said he passed away. I'm so sorry, Ali."
Two big blue eyes looked back at her aunt. The eight-year old girl, with long blonde hair, didn't cry. She simply asked: "Like mommy?" 

                        ~¤~¤~

It was done. Let his brilliant brain forever rest in peace.
Now, for the fun part.

                        ~¤~¤~

Alison and The Secret.Where stories live. Discover now