Master Plan-Novella

Chapter 1.

I thought by shaving my hair and wearing glasses the government operatives would not track me down yet I could feel somebody watching me and breathing down my neck.

What a world I live in now. It has only been a few years after our first Black president yet the Blacklash has been truly surreal. People were in denial about the president and his family no longer  visible in the public marketplace.. Rumors were the couple  moved to another county to escape the antics of their detractors was nothing new for ex-presidents yet there was also no  internet rumors about leaders of the Black civil rights organization  not showing up in offices all over the country.

I know the operatives were aware of my activism during the last 20 years but I always thought they were a fringed cult operating outside the government. I had no idea that these forces were always present in the government just waiting to become official and sanctioned by the Dept of Homeland Security.


Chapter 2.

I have to connect with my partners according to my contacts within the government I represent the first tier of activists the operatives have targeted for  capture and relocation. How could this come to be in a nation with a consitution as old as ours!


Chapter 3.

I should have paid attention to the signals they were everywhere from my contacts in the government telling me my blogs and commentaries were being circulated in Homeland Security to my home boys telling me their cell phones texts to me were not connecting.  Once it was rumored that the POTUS was a frequent reader of my blogs. Who knew!

Chapter 4.

I had heard the rumors about Black professors at universities disappearing I brushed it off as tenure issues . I also ignored the chatter about Black newspaper publishers not showing up at work or conventions . I paid no attention to the military opening of old bases nor the presence of military trucks near the harbor. Once I even entertained the idea these military vehicles were props for some movies being filed in the city. The template was in place for the removal of the vanguard now the plan was moving down to my layer . I ignored the subtle events fool I was.


Chapter 5. When I got the cell call from a burner it was my old comrade Curtis he told me he was living in a border town out west near Canada. He told me to get out of the city ASAP and he provided me with the GPS of his location. I still ignored all of the warnings even this one from my closest associate who was also NASA scientist


Chapter 6.When the PSA was made on all of the TV Networks it was surreal for just a second I thought it was one of those slick info commercials that mimicked government officials promoting and endorsing life insurance.  I finally snapped out of my shock and realized this was real. The first instructions was that Black families should return to our homes and wait for further details. The broadcaster was a speaker in a military uniform standing in front of the White House. The second broadcast was about 30 minutes later which provided alerts about airports and the Mexico and Canadian border becoming closed. The 3rd broadcast was really scary it declared that the atmosphere and airspace in area codes, zip codes and facial recognition and heat sensors could identify the race of a person and that these venues would release a toxic aroma only sensitive to those with a Black DNA /GENE CODE


Chapter 7. .......