Troku had changed clothes and, watched the short video of his fathers last will three times, the same message over and over again hoping to see something he had missed. He had also pulled up a file his father had left on his computer. A detailed file of everything his father had on Miranda Williams. She had graduated top of her class at Harvard School Business and technology, and soon after she was hired as a secretary by Fiberware and over the next few years had manuvered her way to the top through some very suspicious circumstances. Since taking contorl of the company she had grown the company three fold. As Troku read the file he understood a little more what his father had meant. She was indeed very shrewd, everything she touched seemed to turn to gold for her and the victims we're all destroyed without blood. Her main office was in Washington DC.
"She sounds quite ruthless," Troku said closing the window which had an resulted in a new window openning a new window with a list of names. "What have you left me now father?"
Troku looked down the list of name, Troku counted 50 of them. We're these people the ones his father had told him about? Do these people have abilities to? Troku plugged a thumb drive into the computer and transfered the file over to the thumb drive, and then looked up at the portrait of his father that still hung in the office and came to a decision he had to attempt go back in time and speak with him.
"I still have to many questions father, and I suspect you have the answers to them," Troku said taking a deep breath. Travelling through time was much harder to control that his other abilities. If he wasn't careful he could end up way off target. "I hope this works."
Closing his eyes Troku began to focus his mind on travelling back to a time six weeks ago his destination the roof of this very building. Troku began to count down from 3,2,1,0 as he reached 0, Troku disappeared from the office again........
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