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'Yes.' Said the President.

  'I mean, you do understand that . . . that particular fish is big!'

  The President looked puzzled. 'What are you saying?' He asked.

  'A king fish is ordinarily not consumed by just one person!'

  The President had never been this scared before in his life. Not even the time he missed three assassination attempts on him in a single day.

  'Francis never likes heads. He eats the body. The bottom half portion.' Diana added.

  'This means. . . This means. . .' The President panicked.

  'This means, somebody else ate the other portion of that king fish.' Francis declared.

  'Hope to God, it is not a woman.' Diana prayed.

  The President fainted.

  Chapter 6

  Gary was put in a space balloon. The balloon would be taken at a certain distance from the Earth and then released in space toward the direction of the Sun. The Sun's heat would handle the gene.

  Diana kicked her legs in the air. It was too hard for her to see her son being taken away. Back at home, she would always make sure that he stayed in the same room as she was in – regardless of the hour. Now he would be taken away from the planet she stayed in. Forever.

  They did not even allow her to say a proper goodbye. Goodbye? Will a mother ever like to say goodbye to her child?

  The President never woke up after he had fainted.

  Protocols were followed. One . . . or the ones who ate the other portion was/were in pursuit.

  Francis could do nothing to get his son back. He could not take his anger on the President as well. It was all a done deal.

  Chapter 7

  Diana gave a shrill that shook the ground under. Francis’ body ached. His head was where his legs should have been.

  Diana's eyes had swelled up.

  They both opened their eyes together. Sun blew in like a welcome ghost.

  As they brought their spines forward, Francis slammed his hand on the alarm, making it reveal its anatomy.

  The floor in the bedroom was obscene with boot marks.

  Diana and Francis punched to the crib.

  The crib was untouched. But lil' Gary was not in it.

  Checkers was sleeping on the fluffy couch.

  Francis ran to the living room. The main door was broken into two.