(4) New Generation

The Boorda's get information about the McClellan's

Jeremy's POV

We didn't remember the face of the McClellan’s; it’s been years since we've seen them. I thought how would we find them, and how do we know it’s them?

Just before I could ask the question to my siblings a girl with a manila envelope came up to me. The envelope read CONFIDENTIAL. I looked at the girl.

“Your grandfather sent it to you.” She said giving me a shy smile.

I didn’t smile back I didn’t even bother to thank her, she turned and walked away. I looked at the manila envelope and opened it. I looked inside to find papers with the papers pictures along of the McClellan’s.

I looked at the clear plastic bags covering the papers, on each bag there was a name written on it. I gave Gypsy and Anthony theirs. I opened mine and inside there was a picture of the girl I ran into in lunch. Frizzy girl or Samantha McClellan.

The picture shown of her looked as if she was in a park taking a walk; I looked at her picture and noticed how cautious she looked. As if she knew someone was following her and she was playing their game.

I looked at the papers behind the picture it read:

Samantha Joan McClellan, age 15, DOB June 13, 1996.

Corporal Jeremy Michael Boorda, adoptive grandson of First General James L. Boorda, is to take Miss Samantha Joan McClellan out of the state until informed that she will be safe from any harm, the ‘vacation’ might take up to a month to a month a half. If anything is to happen to Miss McClellan then there will be consequences paid. The consequences can go from life behind bars to death.

Miss McClellan is not to leave Mister Boorda’s sight; he is to always go where she goes never to leave her a second alone, always be alert of where ever you go. NEVER let a stranger close to Miss McClellan.

These are strict orders from the General of the Army.

I cannot back down from this ‘vacation’; I am forced to follow orders....

Anthony's POV

I read the paper Jeremy handed me, it read:

Kayla Marie McClellan, age 16, DOB August 24, 1995.

Corporal Anthony Isaiah Boorda, adoptive grandson of First General James L. Boorda, is to take Miss Kayla Marie McClellan out of the state until informed that she will be safe from any harm, the ‘vacation’ might take up to a month to a month a half. If anything is to happen to Miss McClellan then there will be consequences paid. The consequences can go from life behind bars to death.

Miss McClellan is not to leave Mister Boorda’s sight; he is to always go where she goes never to leave her a second alone, always be alert of where ever you go. NEVER let a stranger close to Miss McClellan.

These are strict orders from the General of the Army.

Did we really have to be threatened with death? We've never feared death, so threaten us? I looked at the picture of Ms. McClellan, she was jogging down a street she had no idea what was going on. She did not know someone was following her...how could she not notice? Did she not feel them behind her, trailing behind her?

Gypsy's POV

Cam McClellan, age 17, DOB October 24, 1994.

Corporal Gypsy Boorda, adoptive granddaughter of First General James L. Boorda, is to take Mister Cam McClellan out of the state until informed that he will be safe from any harm, the ‘vacation’ might take up to a month to a month a half. If anything is to happen to Mister McClellan then there will be consequences paid. The consequences can go from life behind bars to death.

Mister McClellan is not to leave Miss Boorda’s sight; she is to always go where he goes never to leave him a second alone, always be alert of where ever you go. NEVER let a stranger close to Mister McClellan.

These are strict orders from the General of the Army.

Strict orders...typical always strict orders, there was never a mission where the mission wasn't filled with strict orders.

I looked at the picture of the McClellan boy, he was with friends laughing and enjoying life, he obviously didn't know he was being followed. He didn't know he was being targeted for some psycho's next attempt of so called 'terrorism'.

I looked up to look at Jeremy, his face showed a bit of seriousness but not as much to show that he was showing weakness.

"They are over at the field sir." I spoke.

He nodded. "I know Corporal." He turned on his heal facing the field. "Time to start this 'vacation'."