There was no way Jessica could have seen any of this coming. The most startling discovery on an average day was usually related to the weather or the cancellation of her favorite television show. As she lay on the floor in blissful ignorance, the synapses slowly started firing inside of her brain. Fortunately for her, this merely led to some bizarre half-formed dreams that served only to keep her from waking up at the wrong time.
Caleb buzzed around the rooms, checking on the production of several of his most prized hives. Due to the fact that he had no security system installed in the outdated structure, there was no way for him to know what was going on. Glancing down at his watch, he noticed it had been about fifteen minutes since he left Jessica to watch the film. He figured he would take another five minutes before going back to check on her.
“Do you have the boxes?” Alistair asked Frasier, referring to the cases they had brought along. “We need to be quick about this, before Caleb realizes his daughter has passed out.”
“Right here,” Frasier said, holding up one of the small plexiglas classes they intended to use to capture the Queen bee from her hive.
“Good. Let’s move in!”
To be continued…