"No! No! Harpazo. Harpazo!" Pastor Calvin moaned as he became very distressed and agitated and slipped from consciousness.

"Nurse, go get me the Doctor, right now!" Butrell demanded sternly as he felt the back of Pastor Calvin's neck.

As Doctor Parker reentered the room, Director Butrell put his finger over his lips to warn the Doctor not to speak. Butrell wrote on a piece of hospital stationary that he had found that there was an electronic implant in the Pastor's neck that needed to be removed as soon as possible. The Doctor shook his head negatively and started to speak but Butrell immediately stopped him from doing so. He brought the Doctor over to the Pastor's bedside and guided his hand to the implant. The Doctor was surprised to find it. Butrell wrote that he should remove it now under a local. It was, he reaffirmed a matter of National Security. The Doctor left the room and reemerged a few minutes later with a tray of surgical items and he removed the implant as Butrell had desired. Butrell took the implant and smashed it with his foot.

"Thank you, Doc," Director Butrell said with a smile. "I want this man put into a private room, and I want a guard posted inside the room 24 hours a day. Send up one of the Marines from downstairs. Do not tell anyone who or where he is. Is that clear, Doc? I mean anyone including the local Police. Call him a John Doe. Give me his wallet and any identifying materials."

"They are probably down in the admitting office," the Nurse remarked anxiously.

"What is your name, woman? I see, Williams, Nurse Williams, go get them right now, I'll wait."

"You sure like to give orders, Mr. Whitey," the Nurse said angrily. "This is not your little government world you know! We are not your personal slaves." "This is a matter of utmost security, Doc. I wish that I would tell you what it was, but as I said before, if I did I would have to kill you. You people just have to trust me. I am acting in the very best interests of the American people. This Pastor may hold the key to your survival. By the way, are you a Christian, Doc?" Pages 212-213

Judah found himself standing before Azazel once again. He did not move but stared at the hideous black beast as it flapped its wings ferociously and screamed an ungodly roar.

"What do you want, Judah?" it yelled.

"I understand that the Christians will be taken away on Rosh Hashanah?"

"Yes, that is correct, Jewboy, "Azazel shrieked! "Who told you that, the Pastor? Isn't it amazing that it takes a Christian to tell a Jew about the truth of Rosh Hashanah! Then when it finally happens, the Earth will be ours."

Order your copy of The Great Harpazo Deception