A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 037, Tuesday
February 6th, 2018
Chapter Two: Anonymous
Jim did not carry identification.
He never did.
To society at large he barely existed, he left only the smallest of paper trails to define him.
He was a citizen of the world, he spoke every language. He had access to credentials that could open any door, in any country, at any time.
He was both present, and completely inviable.
He was off the grid.
There was nothing on his phone to tell anyone who he was; only the record of the calls he had recently made to Kathy. That is how he intended it to be.
He had carefully protected this identity above all others. There was not a single information gathering service in the world, weather private or governmental, open sourced or covert that would be able to discover anything about him, unless they devoted a great deal of manpower to it. Even then Jim had fail-safes in place to protect his privacy.
He would be alerted; he would be able to cover his tracks. That never happened.
It was vital to his plan that when he was discovered dead, those responsible for contacting his next of kin contact Kathy, and only Kathy. She had to be given the responsibility of dealing with his property and effects.
She had to pursue those duties with a sense of mystery, and an openness to discovery that would place her in the right cognitive mindset for the moment to come.
Everything concerning the hours after his departure was a puzzle. There were wheels within wheels, gears turning, and contingencies developing. The pieces came together like the architecture of a fine watch.
Jim’s plans were a thing a craftsmanship.
It was working.
Kathy followed the path Jim had laid out for her, like she was walking out of a maze. There was light at the end of the tunnel, when she arrived there, she would know what she wanted to know.
She would be standing where Jim wanted her to be.
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