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Today’s excerpt is from Toboggan, Book #4 of the Janitors Series.  Dan Orf, snowed bound in Colorado, decides to call old pal, Hector Garcia who (unknown to Dan) is engaged in a matter in Bolivia.  Enjoy and have a wonderful day.

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The conversation with Pat over, Mark gave Dan a dirty look.  “If this stunt blows up in our faces, I’m gonna catch all kinds of shit when I get back.”

“It’ll be okay.”

“Yeah, easy for you to say.  Course you get your gal blown away and you’ll be in the shits, too.  In the meantime, I’m bored out of my skull.  I don’t know if I should scratch my head next, or wind my watch.  On top of that, by the time I get back to Honolulu, I’ll need a liver transplant from all the booze we’ve consumed.”

“All true.  Instead of whining about it, why don’t you figure out a way to make it stop snowing?  Then we could just rescue my lady and you could capture your two bad guys.”

“Yeah, good idea.  Let’s see…how about this.  Snow, snow, go away and come back another day.”

“Oh, very good.  I think it’s starting to stop right now.”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Well rather than sit here talking nonsense with you, think I’ll call an old friend.”

With that, Dan took out his cell phone and called Hector Garcia.  He had last talked to Hector in Honolulu, but had been asked to forget seeing him there.  Hector was a member of a think tank/action that did off-the-books (black bag) jobs for the President, with no members of the team employed by the government.  They were known as the Janitors. 

Hector had his phone on vibrate because of his present circumstances.  He and the other seven Janitors at present were in a Bolivian jungle and were “surrounding” nearly a hundred al-Qaida terrorists.

In a chase that had seen the Janitors tracking three al-Qaida terrorists eastward from El Salvador to Singapore, they now were nearly back where they had started.  The three terrorists were brothers Wadi and Rafi Ali and one only known to the Janitors as Yusuf.  In Singapore, they had lost Rafi Ali but managed to track the other two.  Hector and two other Janitors, Jim Scott—a retired Marine Major and former CIA operative—who headed the team, and Billy Longbow—like Hector a retired Marine Master Sergeant—had followed Yusuf to Honolulu.  It was there that Dan had last seen Hector and had been asked to forget seeing him.  At about the same time that Hector and his two friends had eliminated Yusuf and four more terrorists outside Honolulu, the remaining five Janitors had followed Wadi Ali to Australia and eliminated him, also with four other al-Qaida terrorists.

Then, while all the other Janitors had returned to their home base at Andrews Air Force Base, two, Drew Hollins and Boris Telman, had returned to Singapore to attempt to pick up the trail of Rafi Ali.  Drew was a former Air Force Intelligence officer and retired CIA agent.  Boris was a retired KGB agent.  Both were considered to be master spies during their cold war days.

It had taken them three weeks to pick up the scent of Rafi.  It had ultimately led them to Bolivia.  Though they had yet to actually see Rafi, they had managed to find the jungle drug headquarters they now surrounded.

Hector looked at his cell phone, saw it was Dan calling, and nearly laughed out loud.  He quietly answered, “You sure pick your spots, Dan.”

“You’re whispering for a reason, I presume?”

“Yeah.  Got some al-Qaidas surrounded.  Waitin’ on one more to show up.  When he does, they’re in for a nasty surprise.”

“Where, may I ask?”

“Can’t tell you.  Oh, other than not in the U.S.”

“How many of ‘em?”

“Oh, ‘bout a hundred or so.”

“How many of you?”

“Eight.”

“Doesn’t seem like a fair fight—especially if the rest of your team shoots as well as you.”

“Two do.  One’s better.  The others are damned good, too.”

“Like I said, doesn’t sound like a fair fight.  Another hundred or so might make it interesting.”

 

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