Trifariam, The Lost Codex (2012) (57 page)

“What’s going on?! Lily! Leave her alone! She’s just a girl!”

Richard clenched his fists with rage. He observed the situation from a corner of the room where his growls could go unheard.

The cellphone fell to the ground and Lily grabbed on to the jacket that the kidnapper was wearing. She pulled on it hard with one arm while she clung onto his shirt with the other, but his violent blow was enough to send her flying to her knees. Furious, she got up and ran at him again, screaming. This time she took her anger out on the pockets of his pants. With the first yank she could hear one of them rip, and with the second attempt she had the pocket in her hand. All his belongings scattered across the room, including a wallet which fell open when it hit the floor. The girl looked at the first identity card and read the name before he could give her a sharp kick, knocking her to the floor, just four inches away from the telephone. Making sure that her father could hear, she whispered the name: “Michael Ranley.”

The kidnapper didn’t even realize and simply picked up the phone and switched it off.

“W
hat’s happening? Is she okay? Did you hear her voice?”

James knelt down on the floor. He couldn’t contain his desperation any longer and started to bang his fists on it. “I heard how they were treating her! I heard everything!”

“Don’t worry, they won’t kill her. They need her.”

“She said that her mother was sleeping in a chair. What if they’ve killed her and she thinks she’s asleep? My daughter couldn’t take that.”

“They’ve most probably left her unconscious so that she doesn’t give them any trouble, they’ll have sedated her. Plus they don’t beat around the bush - when I found the first piece of the source, somebody tried to kill me and I’m sure it was Alpha 2.”

Richard told him about his adventure in the Bermuda Triangle, the ruins which they found and how his life had been saved just as he had been staring death in the face, but his friend’s words did nothing but remind him how several aspects of his conversation with his daughter had not made any sense and now, thinking about it rationally, it made him take stock of the entire situation.

For starters, it was odd for his ex-wife to take Lily to visit the Jefferson Memorial. She hated those kinds of monuments and their daughter knew that. Meanwhile, it was also strange how she had changed the order of the words; instead of saying “Jefferson Memorial” she had said “Memorial Jefferson”. But the most incredible thing of all was that James had never asked his daughter to buy him twelve Notarikon games. Clearly Lily was much cleverer than even he had given her credit for and she was trying to send him a secret message.

His mind was suddenly flooded with images which reminded him of that trip the three of them had made to the mountains. They had intended to spend four days skiing as a family and they had rented a beautiful house at one of the summits, far away from civilization. The weather turned crazy and it snowed for two days straight. The cold was so intense and unbearable that they couldn’t even go outside for five minutes without icicles forming on their eyebrows or chins. To kill time, James had shown his daughter a game which kept her occupied for hours. He wrote a text, eight lines long, on a piece of paper and asked her to decipher the hidden message. After two hours, the girl gave in.

“Lily, come here,” said her father when he realized that she couldn’t do it. “Look at the letters at the beginning of each word; the first one starts with
L
, the second with
I
, the third with
L
, the fourth with
Y
and so on with all the others.

Lily set about writing them down on a piece of paper, creating a long line of letters. She read them intuitively and was able to work out where each word started and finished. The message read: “Lily, you are the best daughter a father could have. If you were not in my life, my world would have already ended”.

The girl hugged her father and he kissed her on the cheek.

“This technique is called Notarikon. It’s a method used by Kabbalists to hide messages within a text.”

The girl folded her arms. “Dad! How could I have solved it if I don’t even know who Kabbalists are?!”

“Well now, that’s really difficult to get your head around.” James looked thoughtful for a few seconds, choosing the right words so that his daughter would understand perfectly. “The Kabbalists actually believe that there could possibly be messages hidden in the Bible. They believe that if you dissemble the word of God using certain techniques, those valuable messages will be revealed.”

Lily smiled. She had not understood his explanation.
Why would they hide secret messages in the Bible?
she wondered.

James just smiled back at her. He sometimes forgot that she was only fourteen years old.

Richard gently shook his friend by the arm. He hadn’t said anything for a few seconds and was absolutely wrapped up in his own thoughts. “Are you feeling okay?”

“Lily gave me a hidden message when she spoke to me!”

“What?! What do you mean?!”

“MJ… MJT.”

James explained to him about the clues his daughter had given him during the few short minutes they had to talk, and how by taking the first letters of the words
Memorial Jefferson
and
twelve
and keeping them in the same order, they formed the combination “MJT”.

“Even so, I don’t know what the hell it means,” he sighed.

Richard frowned. “Umm… I think you’re missing something,” said Richard, still astonished at the mental agility of James’ daughter. She was able to think of something so magnificent and simple while her life was in danger. She was clearly as intelligent as her father.

“Shit! And what does it mean?”

“M
ajestic 12,” stuttered Richard in a slightly lower voice than usual.

“What is that?”

“Majestic 12 or MJ-12 is the name of a secret committee formed under the Presidency of Harry S. Truman in 1947, and whose objective was to investigate UFO activity all over the world. The government has always denied its existence, claiming that all the documents which surfaced were actually false. However, UFOlogists have always clung to it as their last thread of proof to believe in extraterrestrial life. There are endless theories, some of which suggest that the
MJ
in ‘MJ-12’ does not mean ‘Majestic’ but ‘Majority’. This would mean that behind it all was a ‘Committee of the Majority’, a secret organization which seeks the creation of a new world order and controls contact with extraterrestrials via secret areas such as Area 51. Others believe that it is a group which exchanges technological information with extraterrestrials in return for biological tests on humans.”

James immediately remembered the word Mary had said in front of him and his pursuers on top of the Pyramid of the Moon: Majority.

“What does the twelve mean?”

“The organization was comprised of twelve people, all of whom had very influential positions in the society of that time. There were scientists, military chiefs and government officials, all of them having the freedom to operate in total impunity and answering only to the President.”

“But how was it discovered?” asked James as he sat down on the dark leather sofa.

“It was thanks to two documents. The first was created by the President Harry S. Truman to approve the formation of a committee to investigate the UFO incident at Roswell. The second was prepared by MJ-12 in 1952 to inform the incoming President, Dwight Eisenhower, about the existence of the committee.”

“What?! Where did they find them?!”

“I can’t tell you for sure, but I think somebody sent an anonymous message to the UFOlogists Bill Moore and Jaime Shandera in 1985, telling them to look in the U.S. National Archives for documents which had recently been declassified. They found a roll of 35mm film which was in black and white and had yet to be developed. The film contained negatives of the document intended for Dwight Eisenhower.”

“Fuck! And what do you think?”

Richard smiled and chewed his lower lip as he thought about how to respond. “I genuinely believe it was a plot on the part of the government to slur the reputations of the UFOlogists. There were certain errors in the documents which had escaped them in the heat of the moment. But if you think about it carefully, why would the U.S. government waste time discrediting two UFOlogists with a solid reputation? I think that there is some truth in all this, but I don’t know how much exactly.”

James nodded. “Have any more documents been found relating to Majestic 12?”

“Of course. The most spectacular is that of Milton William Cooper,” he said as he sat down next to him. “He was a former member of the U.S. Intelligence Service and decided to clear his conscience when he was on his deathbed by making public a document which went into great detail about how everything started. Majestic, contact with extraterrestrials, the location of their bases, kinds of EBEs, experiments - ”

“EBEs?”

“Yeah, Extraterrestrial Biological Entities.” Richard saw that James was looking at him in disbelief with a large dash of cynicism thrown in. “James, I didn’t believe these theories either but your daughter has definitely sent us a message in code which relates to ‘MJ-12’. Obviously it must have something to do with all this for her to think it was of paramount importance.”

“Okay, tell me what that document says!”

“The document is grouped into twenty-eight points and can easily be found on the internet. The first four sections talk about UFO sightings and how the U.S. government came to learn that we weren’t alone in the universe. According to him, it was through the salvaging and study of several extraterrestrial spacecrafts and bodies. He goes on to mention the first victim to get caught up in the whole mess.”

“Who was it?”

“James Forrestal, the first U.S. Secretary of Defense and somebody who was in favor of making everything public. He was admitted to hospital for a nervous breakdown, a flimsy excuse for dragging his name through the mud, and he was later murdered. One of the last chapters also talks about another much more significant assassination, that of Kennedy.” James started to pay closer attention than before. “It is thought that President Kennedy also wanted to make the situation public and he gave MJ-12 an ultimatum. Milton claims that it was a secret agent from the organization who was driving the car and it was he who killed him. His name was William Greer. All the witnesses present at the scene were killed over the following two years.”

“Fuck! And does it mention any contact with those extraterrestrial beings?”

“Yes, it seems that one of the many spaceships which crashed into our planet contained a survivor. It appears that it lived alongside us for several years and collaborated on many investigations, but it eventually fell ill and they couldn’t save its life. The next part of the document tells us the real reason why the NSA was founded and about the first few years of Dwight Eisenhower’s presidency.”

“The real reason? Jesus, Richard, throw me a bone, would you?!”

“Its initial purpose was to decode extraterrestrial communication, study their language and make contact with them. However, it is today thought that the true role of the NSA is to still remain in contact with beings from other planets.”

“It sounds a little odd. What else does the document say?”

“Well… this is where many believe that Milton’s imagination began to run riot. The extraterrestrials made themselves known and were from the constellation Orion. There were dozens of encounters between them and our leaders, who reaped the benefit of signing treaties with them which stated that they would help us to advance technologically if we let them carry out medical research on citizens of our planet. Their race was apparently dying out.”

“What a load of garbage!” declared James. “It sounds like the script of some B-movie.”

“The underground bases Area 51 and S4 were set up to perform tests with alien technology. They had to form a committee to manage all these secret activities, which would in turn be in charge of supplying the relevant funds to carry them out. That is how Majority 12 came about. It was made up of twelve members, six of whom held positions in Government. According to Milton they were Nelson Rockefeller, grandson of the famous Rockefeller, founder of ‘Standard Oil’ and the richest man of his time; Allen Welsch Dulles, Director of the CIA; John Foster Dulles, U.S. Secretary of State; Charles E. Wilson, U.S. Secretary of Defense; Arthur W. Radford, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff; and J. Edgar Hoover, Director of the FBI. They were joined by six other men from the board of the C.F.R., the Council on Foreign Relations, otherwise known as ‘The Wise Men’. They were all first thought to be members of a secret alumni society called the ‘Jason Society’, or the ‘Jason Scholars’. They were believed to have recruited their members from organizations such as ‘Skull and Bones’ and the ‘Scroll and Key’ of Harvard and Yale, but that was later found to be untrue. Those ‘Wise Men’ were the founding members of the C.F.R. and later became part of the Trilateral Commission. Some of them were really famous, like - ”

“Wait a minute,” interrupted James. “Does it make any reference to the existence of MJ-12 today?”

Richard stroked his chin and replied. “I think so… towards the end of the manuscript, although its name changed over the years. Under the leadership of Eisenhower and Kennedy it was christened the ‘5412 Committee’ or the ‘Special Group’; during Humphrey’s presidency it was known as the ‘303 Committee’; it was called the ‘40 Committee ‘ under the governments of Nixon, Ford and Carter; and eventually, under the leadership of Reagan, it was known as the ‘PI-40 Committee’. The agency ‘Majority for Joint Intelligence’ is known officially as the ‘Senior Interagency Group’. Many believe that the Council on Foreign Relations and the Trilateral Commission are the real leaders and owners of the United States, retaining influence in the most powerful countries in the world and occupying the upper echelons of the economy and government. They are known as the ‘Secret Government’.”