“Yes.Yes, it is,” whispered Isaac.He got back in his car and lay on the horn, backing up and then pulling forward.When he was able to inch his way out from between the cars, he turned around heading in the opposite direction.
When the traffic was out of sight, he pulled to the side of the road and looked at the map on his phone.There were many roads into Mumbai but chances were highly likely that the main roadways would all be blocked.
“I have to find a way in,” he said mumbling to himself.Seeing a narrow dirt road ahead, he took it, hoping to skirt around north, then come back down south a few miles away.
But his plans were foiled when the car he was using suddenly began spewing steam, hissing like an angry snake at him.
“No.No, this cannot happen,” he frowned.
A young man and woman were coming toward him on a cart led by a donkey.They all appeared dirty, tired, and moving at a glacial pace.
“Can we help you?” asked the girl.Isaac immediately noticed the cleft palette on the young woman and stared at the man.His hands were wrapped around the reins, holding the donkey, but it was clear that his fingers were disfigured as well.They both covered their deformities with scarves and started to move around him.
“No!No, please don’t leave.I’m sorry.I was just taken aback by your generosity,” he said with a smile.“I’m a doctor.A doctor who may be able to help you.”
“We cannot afford doctors,” said the young man.“My sister is this way because it’s a family trait.Many children in our family are born with this problem.”
“And your hands?” asked Isaac.
“They were injured by a piece of farm equipment,” said the young man.
Isaac just knew they were lying to him.They were part of the problem.Most likely, they married one another and were fucking on a regular basis, creating more deformed children who would be a burden to society, their family, and the crumbling system.
“If you could be so kind as to let me ride with you for a ways, I would be happy to pay you.”
“It’s no problem,” slurred the young woman.“You will need to ride in the back of the cart.”
“Of course,” he said with a smile.As he jumped into the back and the cart began to move, he quickly withdrew one of the vials and filled two syringes.Thinking they’d been stung by something, the couple reached for their shoulders, turning to stare at Isaac.
“Everything will be alright now,” he smiled.“You just need to rest and let me drive.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
“What does this man hope to accomplish?” asked the military commander, staring at the men in front of him.
“He is mad,” said Logan.“He believes that he can wipe out entire populations of people who are the result of marriages within their families.”
The man stared at him, unsure of what he was saying.
“What my friend is trying to say, is that this man believes there should be no intermarriage within families.Even distantly.”Now the man understood and he frowned.
“It’s not as common here as it once was but in some of the older sections of our country, the poorer areas, it still occurs.Arranged marriages are still very common here and families often make matches within their own families.They’re usually within an appropriate distance to avoid health issues, but not always.”
“We understand,” said Logan.“It still happens in remote parts of the United States.”The man looked surprised and shook his head.
“I would never have guessed this,” he said.“The Americans and British seem so proper.Although, I suppose the British aristocracy were very familiar with this process.”
“Yes, they were,” nodded Moose.“So were many other European monarchies.They believed it would keep the bloodlines pure, and of course royal.It actually did the opposite, creating so many problems for the children.Not just physically but mentally as well.”
“I do understand this,” he nodded.“My grandfather lived in a remote village and there was a neighboring village where all the people were related in one way or another.They frightened me as a child because they all looked so odd.”
“This man intends to murder millions of people, here and in other countries.We have to stop him,” said Logan.
“Tell me what you need my men to do.”
Knowing they had time to plan, the men divided the local law enforcement and military to cover water sources.It would be the fastest way for him to deliver his serum to this many people.
One of the commander’s men came running toward him, speaking rapidly and waving his arms.
