? said thedetective to himself just before a message appeared on the screen.?You are wasting time detective.? the message stayed there for severalseco...nds before vanishing and his computer started to reboot. DetectiveMartins picked up his overcoat and headed out towards the compound topick up his car.Just over forty-five minutes later Detective Martins pulled off theroad on the southern tip of the moors and headed down a bleak farmtrack towards, hopefully, an answer or two, in the distance he. He couldn’t see the date, but he knew it was there. 1939 he assumed. Just like his. The next morning, Sunday, Rachael was again absent. She no doubt had been dragged to her stepfather’s church, as usual, to hear his fire and brimstone sermon. Marvin preached a different version of his rapture theory just about every week. It always started off with ‘Jesus may be coming today.’ Joshua had visited Marvin’s church once. Once was enough. Rachael didn’t like his sermons and she was quite the. John Plot he will confirm my credentials." Ok Dr. Frank, that's all right, I've already talked to Dr. Brown and she says your credentials are all right." I want you to be sure" Dr. Frank insisted, "remember I will be asking some rather personal questions. I'd appreciate it if you check me out if you have any doubts." That won't be necessary, Dr." Well. Dr. Murdock when it would be convenient to you?" Could you call me in an hour and I'll confirm you the hour and the phone number I'll be on.". Pleased with her newest accessory she smiled and took my hand in hers once again then started to lead me toward the other side of the grove stopping every few feet to point out a unique plant or animal but never speaking. At the edge of the grove was another trail. This one seemed less traveled than the last. Taking a step forward she led the way into the forest. The trail was quiet and tranquil as everything was as one with the other. Trees and plant life entwined together. Flowers seemed to.