Chapter 94: Czar Murdoch II
Hangar, Present time
Czar Murdoch used the knife in his hand to caress the skin around Sam’s eyes, fighting the urge to cut her then and there.
"Father always favored you..." Czar seethed, his eyes darkening at the memory of that summer 11 years ago. The day he saw his father started to treat her more of his own child, than he ever did him.
Just because of those stupid eyes, she had him wrapped around her finger.
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11 years ago
It was a week after Sam had broken Czar’s nose when Jason Murdoch dropped by out of the blue. It was during one of Samantha’s sessions with her child psychologist Dr. Martin. Both were seated inside her grandfather’s Study, Dr. Martin brought one of his gadgets, a projector.
It was aimed at the white empty wall, and pictures flashed one after the other. First was two identical photos of a military truck, in Jason’s observation it flashed for a millisecond as he stood watching their session.
He was intrigued by the girl’s mind, how much power it truly behold.
Kevin turned to Sam,
"What do you say?" He asked her. The 11-year-old was bored out of her wits, she found the tests dull. A waste of her time, she could be doing more productive things than looking at pictures. But it was her grandparents’ rule that she continue with her therapy with Dr. Martin, why? She doesn’t know.
She sighed, back leaning against the chair. "They’re identical but have different plate numbers," she replied, in a bored tone.