(Excerpt
Half an hour
later, Griggori was sitting hunched over his computer pulling up various
records however, Julia wasn't as successful.
When he heard her cursing, he looked over to where she was working. Bad-temperedly, she hit her touch-screen
computer which blinked again in protest.
"Babushka?" he sat up straighter. "What is it?"
"Declan Sabre has never been to a hospital or to a
doctor's surgery for any injuries or illnesses," she declared.
"Hmm," he frowned thoughtfully. "That would make sense if he was our Mr
X with the increased physical strength and antibodies."
"Bianca Sabre was treated seven years ago at the
"Are you putting in your Interpol ID and Badge
number?" he checked.
"Of course I am!" she snapped. "But it won't give me the information
unless I have a subpoena and even then, it directs me to the Hodge Endeavor
Legal Department."
"Hmm," he repeated. "I think I know why Hodge Endeavor is
protecting her."
"You do?" she stood up and went over to his
computer. "What have you found,
Griggori?"
"First of all, when I run a check on everyone who
has ever lived at
She watched as he typed in a new command into the
computer and on the screen appeared several different driver's licenses, all
with the same name.
"Declan Sabre," she read out. "So up until 2101 there has always been
a Declan Sabre living at this address?"
"Da and look at the photos of him over the many
years," he prompted.
"The first license in 2101 has him looking like he's
in his thirties, then the other licenses over the years he looks like he's in
his forties, fifties, sixties, seventies and eighties."
"Da, this is in the space of 280 years," he
nodded along. "But look again at
his current driver's license."
“He looks like he’s twenty years old again," she
sucked in her breath. "But how is
this possible? Why hasn't the US
Government picked up this anomaly?"
"Look at the dates of birth, they change with each
new driver's license," he pointed out.
"Guess which hospital issues the birth certificates for him, the
"So Hodge Endeavor is protecting him as well as
her," she noted. "What have
you found out about the wife?"
The pictures of Declan Sabre's driver's licenses
disappeared to show a screen full of driver's licenses for Bianca Sabre.
"Like him, her date of birth changes with each new
license that's issued," he began.
"But unlike him, her name changes even if her photos don't."
"Dr. Bianca Wisetail, Dr. Bianca Riverclaw, Dr.
Bianca Carmichael, Dr. Bianca Worthall, Dr. Bianca Baker." Julia read aloud each identity. "Her hairstyles alter slightly, but it's
obvious it's the same woman."
"Now, she's Dr. Bianca Sabre," he pointed out
the last and most recently issued driver's license.
"What's she a Doctor of?" she wondered.
"She has a PhD in Archaeology and Ancient History,"
he announced. "She works part time,
doing guest lectures at universities around the world."
Suddenly, the Forensic Scientist straightened like a
bucket of icy water had been tipped over her.
"What if she has a doctorate in Ancient History
because she has first-hand experience of it?" her voice dropped. "What if she and Declan Sabre are our OO
Positives and they're much older than we think?"
Griggori sighed, "It's a pity
we can't go any further back than the year 2101."
