Margaret Gregory - The Tymorean Trust Book 4: Earth Mission

THE TYMOREANTRUST

BOOK 4

EARTHMISSION

By

MARGARETGREGORY

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Table ofContents

THE TYMOREAN TRUST

BOOK 4

EARTHMISSION

Chapter 1 - Disappearance

After slipping away from theprestigious Washington campus of the WSRA University, Tymos andKryslie Ward effectively vanished into obscurity.

Vice Chancellor Gilchrist beganan investigation when neither of them attended the formal,pre-graduation dinner, and no message had been sent to explainwhy.

He immediately thought back tothe previous year when the two students, now the years jointvaledictorians, had prevented harm to the eminent physicist,Clement Emmanuel, and ensured that the precious data and crystalsthat were at the centre of the famed Grainger exhibit, were notstolen. He had thought that incident closed, once Emmanuel hadpublished his findings.

Perhaps it wasnt.

Or was this something to do withthe other agenda that he had felt those students had? They wereGraingers protgs, and there had been pressure on them to solvethe puzzle that the founder of the university had left behind.However, thinking back to that time, there had seemed to besomething else in their single-minded determination to getGraingers notes.

Leaving the dinner, he tookseveral security guards to check the rooms assigned to the twins.There were no clothes or personal possessions, the beds were neatlymade, study materials were ready to go back to the library. A checkon their in-room computers showed that their email accounts hadbeen cleared of all correspondence and contacts.

What do you want us todo now, Sir? one guard asked.

Ask your superior toquestion the staff, very quietly. I want to know when they left andany if anyone knows why they left.

At once, Sir, theguard left and Gilchrist returned to the dinner in a verythoughtful mood.

He had been angry at first, butthen the doubts crept in. Everything indicated that they had leftvoluntarily - and since no CCTV record showed them leaving - theymust have disappeared deliberately. Or someone wanted everyone tothink that.

Gilchrist took a while to make uphis mind, but eventually he called in the Investigative Committee -the enforcement arm of the United World Nations. The WRSA campuseswere, like the World Science Research Authority itself, politicallyneutral - similar to a foreign embassy on American soil.

With no indications of foul play,the investigators said there was little they could do. However,they set some standard checks in motion.

The Washington Capital Police,asked questions at all the local transportation hubs, CCTV footagewas examined - nothing was discovered. No person or camera had seenthe twins, and their distinctive dark auburn hair would have drawnattention.

A search for financial and otherrecords came back negative. The missing students had no bankaccounts, no income streams; neither had a drivers licence or amobile phone and the search did not turn up social security numbersor even birth certificates.

The investigators found this veryirregular - and believed the students had been living at the campusunder an alias. Gilchrist found it strange as well, for theuniversity computer had all the information that was missingelsewhere. Moreover, it had been supplied by the late founder ofthe WSRA Tamir Grainger.

Even with the exact numbers topunch in for searches, there was no trace to be found.

When the Denver address given astheir home address was visited by the federal police, they onlydiscovered that the elderly owner had recently died and the youngwoman living there had no knowledge of the missinggraduands.

Another dead end.

With nothing else to do,Gilchrist had the two un-presented Doctor of Astro-Sciencecertificates placed in the vault of the university archive. Then,for reasons he couldnt fully explain, he arranged for all thecomputer records about the missing graduands to besealed.

He told himself that if Tymos andKryslie Ward wanted proof of their qualifications, they would haveto come and speak to him and explain themselves.

Chapter 2 - Earth missionaries

The email had simply said, Callhome, urgently.

Tymos had known that it couldonly mean one thing and he had summoned his twin with a tersemental call.

She had simply excused herselffrom a casual conversation with a friend, moved out of sight, andtransmitted to her brothers room.

For the past five years, they hadbeen just like the other highly intelligent students - but the timewas coming when their real mission would escalate inimportance.

Hillary wants us,Tymos had told his twin.

Well, we have done allwe need to here. I will go and see what she wants and come back.Kryslie pulled a device from her pocket. It mimicked the latestmobile communications devices, but was more than it looked and ithad not been designed by human scientists.

She activated a signal on afrequency unknown to humans. Hillary, activate the long range beamin thirty seconds.

Without saying goodbye, Kryslietransmitted from her brothers room to a secluded area of theuniversity gardens. Her transmitter was a device that enabled herto move from place to place within seconds. On Earth, such a devicewas still in the realms of fiction. On the world Kryslie calledhome - only an elite subset of individuals could useone.

She and her brother weremissionaries, from a distant world - Tymorea. More than that, theywere Advocates of the Guardians of Peace who were powerful beingswho worked to bring peace in the universe.

Her home as far as theuniversity was concerned, was an address in the outer fringes ofDenver City. It belonged to Rhyn, a great, great descendent of theprevious Tymorean missionaries to Earth. For years, he hadcoordinated a group of other descendents, who lived spread outacross the nations of Earth, observing, reporting and working tomaintain the Peace that had existed for the past two and a halfdecades - since the end of the last war and the Peace treaty of2057.

One look at Hillary, the brownhaired woman who had tended Rhyn for over five years, coupled withwhat her own emphatic senses were telling her - was all she neededto understand the call. She used her communicator and spoke to herbrother. Rhyn is dying. Can you pack everything? I willre-activate the beam in an hour.

There was very little that heneeded to pack. Both of them had only a small wardrobe ofutilitarian clothing and one fancy outfit. Personal belongings werefew and they did not need to take electronic texts. After stuffinghis own things into a small backpack, he transmitted to hissisters room, and did the same there.

He tidied up the few loose ends,arranged for their electronic book readers to be returned to thelibrary, emptied their university email boxes, and placed the roomkeys in an envelope that he left at the security desk. For thebrief moments that he was there, the security camera wasinactive.