Latest from the Janitors, Asps, and Other Books - Sedona Chip (Janitors Series) - After 7 plus years dealing with the War on Terror, the President having some fun.

Today’s excerpt is from Sedona Chip, Book #9 of the nine-book Janitors Series.  Knowing the French were listening to conversations in the Oval Office, the President and General Bradley continue with the fun of driving them batty.  Enjoy and have a great day.

m.j.

 

Finally, after more angst on all sides, the satellite was launched…five months and twelve days after the French first heard of the Sedona Chip.

In Washington, the President and General Bradley came up with another act of the play—that nearly drove Claude Basset around the bend.

At six o’clock in the evening, the President went into the Oval Office and made some calls, then shuffled paper for a few minutes, until General Bradley came in.  “Sir, they’re in final countdown with the Sedona Chip satellite.”

“Wonderful.”

“I’ll let you know when it’s up.”

“Thank you, Ellis.”

Before Basset could get up from his desk to go tell his President about the news, the First Lady came into the Oval Office.  Basset nearly screamed, “Oh, no—not tonight.”

For three and a half hours, Basset sat there and listened.  This night, the four ladies had decided to talk mainly of clothing since they hadn’t spoken on that subject in a few weeks.  They also spliced in how to serve tea, Janet claiming she had no idea, and the other three only too willing to help teach her.

The last hour of the conversation, the French President came into Basset’s office and sat down.  “I find it impossible to sleep, knowing we may have definitive information soon.”

After he listened for about half an hour to the conversation in the Oval Office, he asked, “What kind of nonsense is this?”

“Sir, it’s what I’ve been listening to about once, or twice, or three times a week, while waiting on this General Bradley to come in and update their President.”

“How do you stand it?”

“Not well, sir.”

“How does he stand it?”

“That I also do not know, sir.”

“I’d strangle those women rather than listen to all that.”

Basset thought, “No, you’d have me strangle them,” but muttered, “With just cause, sir.”

Finally, after another half an hour, General Bradley came into the Oval Office.  “A moment, sir.”

The First Lady stood up.  “Come, ladies, let these gentlemen get on with the affairs of state.”

The French President groaned, “Thank God.”

Basset added, “Amen.”

General Bradley grunted, “It’s up, sir.”

Basset and the French President nearly fell all over themselves getting to a phone to order that the new American satellite be tracked and not lost.  Their early morning was not to get much better.  In point of fact, six satellites had been launched…two—including the blue-light special—on a track that the launch team felt certain the French would be unable to track effectively.  That is exactly what happened.  The French knew all six had gone up, but lost two—including the blue light special.

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