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Many people today are lost, or becoming lost, caught up in the problems and faults that are not of your making. Choosing to ignore the fundamental gifts and the simplicity of living in a harmonious world-one that will provide for those who seek a way to comfort, and an understanding of life itself. God's gifts to mankind have been ignored far too long. He has watched as mankind reinvents itself over and over, watching quietly the destruction of man by man. He grows tired and weary of mankind's inability to bring into His Garden of Eden-this Earth-a more beneficial life for mankind and for this, His Garden. I have been given a task to try to deliver His message, and this is it.
Luther has gone missing for the last three days in Morocco. He had been kidnapped quite suddenly from the Hotel Ryad Mogador, Marrakech. It was quickly done, taking both men by surprise. The timing had made Juan wonder if someone had already found the body of Petrovic. A KGB agent they left propped up in a chair dead a warning message tied around his neck. It told everyone Chechnya was sincere and played no games. His death proved none were being played. Petrovic's death was swift. A payment for information needed in order to locate where Günter had gone. A hard price to pay, but it kept his family alive, they would have died next if he didn't confess. It came with the business he was in. Neither man cared about killing the Russian agent, it was done in their line of work when it was perceived as necessary. Petrovic knew from the beginning that he was as good as dead anyway. They all knew, no one would leave behind someone who could possibly warn Günter of their manhunt for him.
Rain Rain Go Away, Come Again another DayIn the spring of nineteen forty nine from lower Virginia to the Alabama coast it rained. Those who had heard the sirens were still alive. Those who fled the flood waters born from once slow flowing creeks were saved. Those that paid it no mind were now lost, or maybe alone this night praying to stay alive. Josh sat in the Civil Defenses headquarters and had no idea as to what he would do next. Sitting there he watched through swollen and darkened eyes as the Red Cross volunteers continued to work around the clock bringing in food and water. Things right now were insane to him and to all those who sat around him staring blankly into the bare floor. They were wondering what would life would be like when it all came to an end. It had been raining; torrential, miserable cold wet rain for the last four months. It seemed as if the rain was never going to end. He had already lost his house, his crops in the fields, and his livestock as he watched it all wash away one day right before he himself was rescued. His mother and father are still listed among the missing. No one could figure out why God was punishing everyone.
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