Chapter 7: The Foundation of the Problem

"We have a problem." Jax was barely out of the building and back to his sleek black sports car before he pulled out a phone and dialed a number he knew by heart. 

The voice that greeted him on the other side was hesitant and guarded. "I'm not with the Foundation any more, Jax.  Whatever it is, I won't be able to help you."

"It's Tori. They are sending me back in." the man on the other end of the line grumbled and cursed which was unlike him. "It was a fluke I ever met her in the first place and now the family knows she's reconnected again. There is no way in hell she'll take me back no matter what her blog says."

"What do you mean blog?" Jax relayed the easy to remember URL. "You need to check it out. She is writing about you too."

"Both of us?"

"Marcus, your sister is hella perceptive. She's not even in the loop and she knows more than some senior staffers."

"Why am I even mentioned?"

"She reads cards and uses a pendulum. Never seen anything like it. She gets more from that thing than any reader I've ever heard of."

“You know why she’s that good? She has a few past lives the Foundation would like to squeeze out of her but they are more afraid of her than anything else. That damn angel nearly killed a couple of my best men a few years back.”

“You really need to read her blog, Marcus. That damn angel is your higher self.” Jax wished he could see the look on Marcus’s face right now. His sister wasn’t the only one with otherworldly connections.

“I’ll read the blog and brief my superiors.”

“I thought you weren’t in the Foundation any more,” Jax chuckled.

“Even when you retire you never really leave the military … or the Foundation.”

“Tell me about it. Your contract is probably like mine with the Family. It never really expires.”

Marcus clicked off the call. There was never really a need to say goodbye to Jax. They were practically like family. What he lost by being taken away from the Waters he gained with the Temples who took him in years ago after his escape from his kidnappers.

He looked over at his wife, Kara. She didn’t know who he really was, never even suspected. He’d been at this game for so long lying was like second nature. The people at his church would cringe if they knew the truth. A man of God living a double life?

It had been much easier before he retired. He always had multiple reasons for being out of the house. Now it was more of a challenge.

First things first. He booted up hias laptop and keyed in the URL Jax had given him. “The Legacy, huh?” He sighed and found the beginning of the Pallas mission. He knew it was only a matter of time before they met with her fully knowing he was not just her brother in spirit but her brother in real life. He was, like in the Harry Potter books, the boy who lived.