The Time Harvester by D.A.Sanford - HTML preview

The kidnapping of Shela

Everything of value, especially the harvester items are in the vault. The only things in our home safe is our wills, passports and such. The harvester is in a closet behind a hidden door. Martha was the one that reminded us that being a successful inventor who took a dilapidated house and returned it to its glory shows we have money.

I am an inventor so I made a very tiny GPS locator that would be a subcutaneous injection. I did include a future item feature, the ability to sense anyone in a local area. After explaining to my partners the function and why both Shela and I already have had it implanted, they both said that they would like the same.

We now have no worries, ya right. In the after hours services we have, it is only paranoia until you are proven right. Boy am I right.

I am at work when I receive a call from Shela.

“High hon, what can I do for you?”

A man’s voice tells me, “Well darling, you can come up with ten million or you will never see her again alive or dead. She’ll join Jimmy Hoffa. Don’t get the police involved.”

“I need to talk with her before I do anything.”

I hear him tell her not to try anything funny. Then she gets on the phone. “I’m tied up and they have taken me somewhere blindfolded. Do as they say, don’t get the police involved. Please have someone stop at the home and turn off the oven.”

The man takes the phone and tells me that in four hours, he will call back. Have the money ready. I will give you the delivery instructions.” He hangs up.

Thinking to myself, don’t worry, I won’t get the police involved. I go to Carmine’s store and explain the situation. He is angry. I tell him that I’m not to get the police involved. “I want you to tell the Boss of this. Have him come here with more than a few of his gentlemen.”

As he is doing that, I go to Martha’s office and have her come to my work room. As we go I explain the kidnapping.

Again, within minutes my work room is full of irate but serious professionals. The Boss and my two come to the front. I’m holding a new invention and pull up my pant leg. I roll the cuff and pull out my newest invention. It looks just like one of the collar stiffeners used in shirts.

Knowing that Martha and Carmine know of the trackers we have, I only have to explain it to the Boss. I turn on the screen and enter my name. There on the screen is my name with an asterisk by it and my partners names. It shows a dot next to us and behind me, every one of his is a dot.

“The address and location in the building is displayed. “Boss, I never have dug into your business but now I have to ask, other than the one I shot, did you find those three? What about the owner?”

The owner is no longer here but we never found his people.”

“How many are we talking about?”

“Ten”

I enter Shela and now the screen shows her name with an asterisk and there are ten dots around her, just moving around. It gives the location.

“Boss” and I pick up the strip I pulled from my cuff. “Shela has hers on her. That is what the asterisk means. Her code and mine is about sending someone home to turn off the oven. She gave me that message. That is her telling me to activate this strip. Once activated, everyone is paralyzed with the exception of the vital functions of breathing and heart. Do you know how far this address is?”

“That is in town. It would only take us ten minutes to get there.”

I enter a code and all the dots just stop.

“All I care about is Shela. The others are for your disposal. How would you like Molly Brown’s steamer trunk, unsearched?”

“You cannot pay me to do this. Even with the trunk.”

“That is nothing but a gift to a friend. You now have three hours and fifty five minutes.”

After fifteen minutes, we see Shela’s name starting to move. Then after new dots have moved Shela, the stationary dots are disappearing until the new dots are moving out.

In what seems like an eternity, Shela is now with me again. The Boss and two of his brought her here. Her bonds were removed before they transported her. I tell her frozen body. “I turned off the oven.” She started to move. She saw me and started to cry hysterically. I hold her and let her cry out then tell her that she needs to give the Boss a long hug.

“He and his men were the ones to rescue you. All I did was enter a code.”

She does just that. He is hugging back and patting her back. When they break, I offer him the injection, the paralyzer and a laptop with the program. He gratefully accepts and over the next week I gave each the tracker injection and gave the boss ten of the strips. He also got the Molly Brown steamer trunk. Titanic tags still on and unopened.

He later came and told us personally that the ten corpses became what Hoffa became. “You don’t have a dog?” he asks with humor “All within the various organizations now have been put on notice that this will no longer be tolerated. All of you and your businesses are under my courtesy protection. To all the others, this is not a paid protection, his is an honor protection. Any attack on you is a direct attack on me and they have been notified that it may cost me everything but all of that organization must die.”

I can see that he is very proud of that oath. “By the way, that trunk was full of goodies that are now on display in my private gallery all behind glass. I have moved my private office there. Unless something really special comes in, I no longer have room.”

I do tease him by asking, “So, does that mean you don’t want that small section of the rear hull?”

I hear him say, “Don’t tease me like that.”

We both laugh. I guess that I will keep it in the tank of circulating water for a later date..

True to his word, no one has tried that again. I have improved on the system. We have patents on all of the components. The Boss has given us the name of a law firm that he trusts. We hired them and they do a search of new application patents for infringements.