Thursday, December 18, 2014

Latest from the Janitors, Asps, and Other Books - Baghdad Butcher (Janitors Series) - Mossad is asked for help.

Today’s excerpt is from Baghdad Butcher, Book #1 of the nine-book Janitors Series.  Jim asks an old friend for some help.  Enjoy and have a wonderful day.
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When they sat down, Jim glanced around the room.  “Ben, I strongly suggest you turn off the recording system.  What I’m about to tell you, you’ll no doubt take to your boss and your Prime Minister, but I’m just as sure that you will want no one else—no matter how trusted—to be privy to this conversation.”
Ben looked at Jim for just a moment, then, sure that he could give total trust to his old friend, got up, went to a panel on the wall, opened it, and turned off the recording system that was never supposed to be turned off.
After Ben sat back down, he nodded.  “Okay, shoot.”
“Odd choice of words.  I’m headed for your part of the world to do just that.  It seems that Saddam Hussein has outlived his usefulness.”
“We’ve known that for a long time, but I’m not sure I believe what I’m hearing.  On whose orders?”
“Not orders, request…and to be done unofficially.”
“On whose request?”
“The President of a large North American country is rather unhappy that Saddam is importing vast quantities of drugs into that country to try and destabilize said same country.”
Ben whistled.  “God, Jim.  How do you think you’ll do it?”
“With a good deal of help from you.  I’ll need one of those Russian jeep-like things airlifted into Iraq, somewhere in the northeast part of the country.  I’ll need authentic uniforms for Holly and me.  I’ll need Holly made up to look like a man, with an ugly scarred face—horrible looking…so no one will look too closely at the rest of her.  I’ll need a contact in Baghdad to help in location and identification, and I would like some help in crossing the border into Kuwait when it’s done.  I don’t want to have my ass shot off wearing an Iraqi uniform when I cross into Kuwait.”
“Is that all?  You sure you wouldn’t just like me to shoot the bastard myself?”
“Would you?”
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