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They walked to a less populous, more industrial-looking neighborhood at the edge of the main cavern. Christopher felt a sense of familiarity, even more so as Cain led him to a door and unlocked it. Once again, they were back in the maze of dull hallways.
“We might still be able to turn your unexpected arrival to our advantage. If it surprised me, then the others are even more in the dark.”
“There’s just one big problem,” Christopher said. “I hardly remember anything, and what I do remember is a disconnected jumble.”
“Well,” Cain said, “we could wait for you to recover more of your memories, but everyone has their spies. They’ll all find out eventually. If we give you more time, we give them more time.”
“Including the killer, if they’re still around,” Christopher said. “How many of the original secretaries are still working?”
“Most of them,” Cain said. “Everyone has just gotten older. The Secretary of Justice was replaced. The Secretary of Education died of cancer ten years back. Her deputy took over as well. That’s been the way that succession has been handled. But her deputy wasn’t as interested in the role once she found out more of the details of the job, so we had to pull the next in the hierarchy. There’s too much distrust in the group for any kind of election process.”
“If we reveal…me…what was your plan?”
Cain stopped walking and looked at his watch.
“There’s a cabinet meeting scheduled for today, about thirty minutes from now.”
“I just sit down with them and tell them I’m God-Speaker?” Christopher said.
“Something like that. I can do as much of the talking as you’d like.”
“And then all hell will break loose?”
“Undoubtedly. Some of them might be willing to believe, especially if you can offer them some proof. Others will be skeptical. If the person who killed you is in that room, they’re going to be extremely worried.”
“It’ll paint a target on my back,” Christopher said.
“You’ve already got a target on your back,” Cain replied. “This way we’ll know to watch out, and everyone else will be watching too. If we wait, we won’t know when or if they know about you. They’ll still have an opportunity for a cover-up. If we reveal you to everyone, then you can hunker down and wait for your memories to return. The traitor will know that they have very little time. They’ll either slip up, or be forced to flee.”
“So I’m the bait,” Christopher said.
“You are the bait.”
“I’m not entirely excited about this plan,” Christopher said.
Cain nodded. “Do not misunderstand. I am only making a suggestion. The moment you opened your eyes in that room, you became my leader again. You are God-Speaker. Whatever you want to do, we will do. I’ve spent half of my life trying to bring you back, and I didn’t do it to order you around.”
“No. I’m practically a stranger here now. You’re the one who has been in the middle of this for years. If you really brought me back here, then I think it’s only right that we continue to follow your plan.”
“You say that like this is all carefully thought-out,” Cain said. “The truth is that I’m improvising.”
Christopher felt a twist of fear in his stomach, but also excitement. It would be dangerous, maybe deadly.
“Then let’s improvise together,” Christopher said.
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