All Chapters of THE OUTBREAK: USA MUST FALL!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

 " You have nothing to worry about. You seem to forget I am a grown up man." Mike said and chuckled. " Alright. I will see you later. Love you." He was done with the call. Turning right, he headed straight into an alley. After about two minutes of his walk through the alley, a strange breeze blew across him. The air of fear swept through his lungs. The alley was deserted. His only companions were fear and the darkness of the night. " What's wrong with me?" He muttered, rubbing his palms together.   " Help." An almost inaudible voice spoke. " Help…me. " The weak voice called again. Then, his gaze traveled slowly through the night. His whole body went cold as he saw it. A dying man lay by the side. He hastened to him.   " Oh my God. What's wrong with you? " He squatted and lifted the man's head. " Blood. You are bleeding. What hap

 The Chief of the  United States secret service had frustration boldly written on his face. What could be wrong with the president? He wondered . He knew clearly that the worst thing that could happen to the nation was to lose their president at a time as critical as the one they were facing. " Sir. " Secret service captain Clinton called as he walked up to him near the fountain where he stood. "  We have checked everything." " Is there any flop?" " No. The security is tight in every corner " " That's a relief. " " But except for—" " What do you mean

The director of the Federal Bureau of Investigations walked in and headed to one of the control Chambers. No greetings had come as usual. Everyone was just too busy with one thing or the other. And he was frequenting his to and fro walk in the building. The situation had become too tasking for any high ranking official in the security world. And as a matter of fact, the lower ranking ones have been feeling the endless heat of everything. The doors of the room slid open and he walked in effortlessly.   " What is the situation now? Any good updates yet? "  His eyes wheeled round a technology flooded room . Every computer displayed different locations in the country.   " Everyone is still on it. " Agent Wills replied .   " My God. " The director drew one of the swivel chai

The sky was already becoming filled with a brightness rising from the East. The sun was already coming up. The director of the Federal Bureau of Investigations just stood with his arms locked and stared into the morning sky from the balcony. He had come out there to feel a different air. One different from the work laden breath everyone took in and out. But the peace he sought appeared to be beyond his reach. All his efforts to put away the thoughts proved abortive. The thoughts kept returning to him . And there was nothing he could do about it. He thought of the case with vice governor Wallace. What could really be happening in Philadelphia? The same man they had seen at the site of the explosion was said to have left the house when he called. That made no sense in any way. He sighed. Could he really be innocent? That was no way possible. The images of him that Kane showed them was great proof he was there. Vice governor Wallace has always attracted

Mike sat down on one of the blue sofas and stared at the enlargement that hung on the wall of the living room. The enlargement was that of his mother. That picture of her was taken three months ago on her birthday. Mike went on to make it an enlargement and presented it to her. His phone rang. It was an official call. He owned one of the booming restaurants in Center City. Lucky enough for him, the restaurant was not affected by the explosion. He ignored the call. When the phone was done ringing, the picture he took with his mother came into view. He had used it as his screensaver. He smiled tearfully. Memories would not let him be. How on Earth was he going to get over the loss of his mother? The only parent he knew was that woman. His phone rang again. This time, it was Steve. He picked the call . " Steve. " He said as he placed the phone on his ear.