Elliot had just entered the hospital doors when the nurses escorted him quickly into his brother’s room. His brother, Franklin, was lying in bed and had tubes going in and out of him. The room had a distinguished smell of fresh paint. An eerie silence fell upon the room as the nurses backed out so they could talk to each other. “Hey Elliot,” Franklin awkwardly said, “how’s life at the mansion?” “It’d be better with company. How am I going to be able to save enough funds to pay off the bill? I can’t get a loan from anyone and you can’t help with getting the money because you’re stuck here in the bed,” Elliot replied, frustrated. Franklin’s eyes started closing, but he started mumbling. Elliot had to lean in so close that he could smell Franklin’s minty breath. “Use your technology experience. I know it’s …show more content…
He and Franklin were driving home from school. “Wonder who that is?” Franklin asked, still looking ahead at the traffic they were stuck in. Unsure, Elliot unlocked his phone and read the message. “Meet me at Fontana Lane in an hour,” the unknown texter had sent to him. Now, to any normal kid this would ring a huge bell in their heads immediately, but Elliot was curious. “Who are you and how did you get this number?” Elliot texted back. “You’re Elliot Adams, correct? I work for an organization that I cannot name, but we are interested in your special skill set.” Elliot showed Franklin his phone and they both came up with an agreement. “Give me a quick run down of the plan again. What is it exactly we’re doing?” Elliot questioned. “They know your name and they also know what you can do. My guess is that they want you to work for their organization or something like that, but there’s always that small chance that they’ll want to take you.” Franklin responded, as he was revving up the car. “Yes I know that, but what’s the plan?” “I’ll explain on the way, just get in,” Franklin told, with a stern