Today’s excerpt is from Devil’s
Brew, Book #8 of the nine-book Janitors Series. Asked to enter Syria to take out a large
(2,000 strong) al-Qaida training camp, the team starts the process of getting
at least two hundred men to add to the team.
The only stipulation the President made on the new recruits were that
they could not be employed by the government.
Jim added to that by insisting that none of the new men would be
married, or deeply involved in their respective communities. In addition to retired military men they knew
who fit the mold, Boris suggested that they needed “a Dirty Dozen times about
20 or so”, thus Military and other Federal convicts would be considered. Enjoy and have a wonderful day.
m.j.
When Holly,
Hector, and Suzan reached the military prison at Fort Leavenworth
Hector rejected
the first two men he interviewed out-of-hand.
The third impressed him enough that he made the offer. “Okay, as my leader likes to say, here’s the
deal. The team I represent is going into
a foreign nation after some terrorists.
We’ll probably be outmanned about ten to one. If you want to join us, you’ll leave out of
here now on a work-release program.
Tomorrow…”
“We don’t have a
work release program.”
“You do now—by
Presidential Executive Order. Good until
I leave this building. Anyhow, as I was
saying, tomorrow you’ll be listed as ‘escaped’ for violating the terms of the
program—which are that you have to be back here by midnight. You leave with me, you don’t ever come
back. You goof up or try any kind of
shit, you’ll wish you were back here.
You come back alive from the mission, you’ll have a new identity and a
hundred grand to start a new life. I
gotta tell you, there’s a real good chance you’re gonna get your butt shot
off. You in?”
“Are you kidding
me? Hell, yes!”
“Alright. Anything in your cell you need?”
“Not really.”
“Fine. I’m gonna tell the guard to take you out to a
bus we have outside. You’ll be put
aboard. There are two armed airmen on
the bus. You move, open your mouth, or
fart, and they have orders to shoot you.
Got it?”
“Yeah.”
After Hector
arranged to have the man taken to the bus, he sought out Holly. She was conducting her fourth interview. He asked her to step into the hallway outside
the interview room. Hector had set it up
that he would do a few interviews, then only do the final portion of the
interviews with any Holly and Suzan had approved of.
“Holly, I’ve got
one out of here. He’s on the way to the
bus. How’re you doin’?”
“Two for you to
check out. One back in his cell. I’m on the verge of sending the one inside
back to his cell.”
“If you’re on
the verge, do it. We don’t have all day.”
“Yes, Jim,
dear.”
Hector
grinned. “Thanks for the compliment.”
·
By seven that
evening, the bus had 24 ex-prisoners on board and was heading for the Federal
Penitentiary at Leavenworth
Hector called
Jim. “We got 24 out of Leavenworth
“Good job. Boris, Drew, and I have a total of 12, so
far. About half of Ski’s guys are
already at Quantico
“Hmmm. I thought we’d only wind up with about a
hundred total. We’ve already passed
that. Sure would be nice to have two
hundred or more, but we’ll never get there.”
“Doesn’t look
that way, Hec. Talk to you later.”
“By the way,
Holly called me ‘Jim, dear’.”
“You piss her
off?”
“Yup.”
“See ya.”
“So long.”
Hector was
chuckling as they drove up to the front of the building. Leavenworth Federal Prison was a
foreboding-looking structure. And
Hector, who thought the Military Prison was bad enough, sighed as he led the
two ladies up the front steps.
The Warden was
none-too-happy to see them, or about the possibility of turning any of the
seven inmates they had selected to speak with over to them.
Hector and the
ladies agreed that he’d interview one inmate, then take a look at any Holly and
Suzan approved of.
Jim’s original
computer program was set up to automatically reject rapists and child
molesters. Their review of files had
caused them to reject many more for the nature of their crimes.
The first one
Hector interviewed was in for killing three people in an auto accident on
Federal property while driving under the influence. He was serving a 20-year sentence, 10 years
completed. He had been an Army Ranger
while in the service. Hector offered the
deal and was accepted.
Holly was on her
second interview, having rejected the first, who spent the entire interview
staring at her more-than-ample bust line, or drooling at her beauty.
Suzan was also
on her second, and when Hector called her away, she smiled. “You’re gonna love this. The first one I talked to, I want you to
check out. As an Indian myself, I oughta
kill the guy just as soon as we get him to Quantico. Damned guy killed his wife on the
reservation—where he’d retired to after getting out of the Navy…he was an
extremely well-thought-of SEAL by the way.
Killing his wife for cheating was almost understandable. But when he was found, he was barbequing
her…and eating her!”
“And you want me
to talk to this guy?”
“I think so,
Hec. You get past his killing and eating
his wife and he’d be okay.”
Hector just
rolled his eyes. Twenty minutes later,
the man was on the bus. When they drove
off they had a total of 27 ex-prisoners on board, having taken three of the
seven interviewed at the Federal Prison.
By 3:00 am the entire force was gathered
at U.S. Marine Base Quantico, located in Virginia Washington
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