THE JOURNEY

"An island surrounding a _______" He could not bring himself to complete it

"why all the secrecy? Who was rabbing his Lord Majesty? It didn't matter, He was just glad, he was getting a to____ it

CHAPTER ONE

The hot desert sun of the Egyptian lowlands was very but the polemic (sand) beach and water was cool and here in Alexandria the water was even warmer and the sand very cobured than hot.

It was a beautiful February and it was a beautiful time to be strolling on the beach, but the papers have been heated with stories of war and rumors of failing coups, rumors also championed in the local bars.

So, as he strolled past the beach onto the city lined sky scraper (of glass) he eased out into the lights and the hubble buddle of the afternoon. This Alexandria was the ancient conqueror (Macedonian city) of and in Rome first ruled for 5 centuries (by the Romans and founded by Alexander)the Ptolemaic dynasty before its fall and conquering and eventual incorporation into empire (conquered by Muhammad Ali) was now an African icon new tureen free state and the Roman dynasty now also extinct and currently replaced by the 1st word order of the church during the 1400s renaissance and eventual new world order ---- its collapse and division of the Roman Catholic church into what is presently the Protestant churches or cause dotted around all over the world. It remained as it was called then but still little had changed in regards that subject as the modern Day Egypt was still an Arab conclave and was to be unrecognizable its ancients founders as it was constantly changing especially in the Arabic condition of the Middle East and so king Hussain of Egypt, a descendant of the 1st conquering sultan king Bey Muhammad Ali still ruled and was still waxing his grip over former around his ever growing empire and so he remained oblivious or probably uninformed about the growing unrest that was now swirling around his already all to fragile it-positioned government and monarchy.

A month before, on his around the world go-so trip, around the 15th of January or so, he had his friend Wazzis whisper to his aid about the intricacies of governing too soon and too early but it has been a code call a clause for some secret funding that he had been doing both for the Egyptian Government and against his imperial Lordship as he was called. But it had been so discreet that Williams had decided against getting too involved or even close (for that matter) and so he had found a thousand excuses as to why he could not attend their meetings.

In truth, it had been a plot of some sort and so it sounded shady to Williams from the onset (and so he backed out at the last minutes) But this was not Europe and the Arabs got the upper hand. He was just a nuisance here at best and so he had taken it both light-heartedly bore him no grudge but had simply accepted his 'no'. this was very unlike him.

The heat was brewing dust and so were the streets streaming light ash as he strolled past the walkway and into the taxi that he had just hailed, he found this strange that at had been easy and quick. He was used to waiting for taxis for hours before putting in one. Her, he was ---- announcing without even mending to and he was doing it with the wave of his hand. How freely his life here had been for him. He now wondered if his skin color played a part in his luck as he now strolled into the hotels calve and their sand cashless and thought how familiar their freedom and life's frailness at self was. King Farouk was on TV. He was waving goodbye to the press in Cairo and moving towards his Montazzah Palace in Alexandria or so the headlines were reading. It was now late July and he had now comfortably turned from the red heat of his travels (around the country) to a quiet solemness, he was back in Alexandria now and he was looking forward to his visit at the Al

Rheiyda's, the pondly pent-house and the top floor owned by the billionaire magnate Wazzis Al-Rhafkareen.

William was at his hotel door when he arrived, " the prilate asked me to pick you up"

Williams was glad to see him but his voice held an urgency that was not previously visible the last time he saw him.

Williams ignore that and in essence him and wanted to look calm, stay calm, so he made to go inside and was promptly stopped by his rudeness.

William took out the keys from the key hole and gave him a wicked grin.

"I 'm afraid well have to go now"

"it's the 6th of July and the plan is already in motion' He added without looking him and turned to go

"What plan?" He had planned to ask but held his peace as the words remained in his throat and he turned and followed the Lieutenant swiftly walking into the hall way and out of the hotel.

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In the streets, William was deliberate in his maneuvering especially on the highways. There were no pot holes or palace check points or and monetary barricades or tank cars but he choose to stop at certain and drive rough at certain sharp bends without warning into the streets and with such speed that Williams feared that he will knock something down or be knocked if he failed to hit or bump into an obstacle or a moving vehicle.

They were both in disguise wearing army helmets and military uniforms showing their power bikes trailing one another as if they were guards working at his Majesty Palaces, strolling into town to get and probably junk food) for and adventurous but Spartan taste grand daughter who might have just visited and listened to high-life music wearing out the already exhausted palace maidservants.

He thought of the officers that were rounded off as saboteurs and thought of the now fragile government, the imperial government "he would need more than that Williams thought again.

This was an overthrow in mafia a prospectus take over a coup in waiting, did he know that his majesty. Williams looked at William again leading the way and he felt grateful that he had not and would not be surprised as his Majesty in only a matter of weeks would be. He was informed and very well prepaid for an escape if the need came and if he had to, as if this wasn't already an escape from the city he had both loved and lived in.