Today’s
excerpt is from Back To China, a standalone book featuring Jim Scott and
friends. And so the mission to rescue
the two scientists kidnapped by China begins.
Enjoy and have a great day.
m.j.
Billy nodded,
sat, and muttered, “Oh, boy.”
Jim just grinned
at Billy as he called Ben Schiller, a retired second-in-command of Israeli
Mossad. “Hi, Ben. Need some help.”
“Of course…why
else would my old friend be calling?
Good to hear from you, Jim. What
do you need?”
Jim explained
the situation, as the Prime Minister and President glanced at each other while
he did so. After the explanation, Jim
added, “So what I need first is to get landing permission for the old 130…being
flown by Wendy—and one of my executive jets being flown by Holly.”
Ben cut in,
“Since I get to see Holly again, anything you want—within some sort of
reason. Especially under the
circumstances. China having this type of
technology would not be a good thing for anyone.”
“I need a big,
fat, yellow star, in a red field, painted on the plane—both sides. Also need some clothing for all aboard—all
black, or black and dark green camos.”
“How many
people?”
“I’m not sure of
the count right now. Holly can touch
base with Wendy and get count and sizes.
She’ll call you on her flight to you.”
Holly butted in,
“Hi, Ben.”
“Hi, back,
Holly. I take it we’re on speakerphone.”
Jim answered,
“Yeah. In the Situation Room of the
White House with the President, my President, and the British Prime
Minister. The President, current, and
Prime Minister are making faces about bringing you folks in on this deal…on
giving you the full details. My President is smiling. Now, back to business. Hector, Billy, another fella you don’t know,
and me are gonna take a ride in a B-2 to the facility where our guys are being
held. After we get ‘em, Wendy and Holly
are gonna meet us with the 130, to get us outta Dodge. Before I forget it, the camos will have a
yellow star in red field, like what you paint on the plane. Might wanna get someone started on making
those up. Need Chinese-looking hats,
too…with the same logo. Oh, and your
crack makeup team, to turn our people into Chinese.”
“I’ll get right
on it. You know there are a few people
here who’ll have to be told.”
“Tell who you
want. If I read our new President
correctly, as soon as we’re back with the two men, this will become public
knowledge…with a real hard edge.”
The President
smiled and nodded. The Prime Minister
nodded as well…without the smile.
Also smiling was
Ben, in Israel. “For now I’ll only tell
those who have to know, for me to be able to help you out. Holly, looking forward to hearing from you
with count and sizes—and looking forward to seeing you again.”
As Holly
muttered a similar comment back to Ben, Jim stood up. He left the room with Holly, Ken, Billy,
Hector, Tony, and Hector. As they were
leaving, the President offered—with offer accepted—the Prime Minister and
ex-President to stay in the Situation Room—or at least in the White House—until
they had word Jim was headed home with the two captives.
After Jim and
those in his group reached his plane, he, Billy, and Hector got out the
equipment they would be taking with them.
Jim kissed Holly goodbye and shook Tony’s hand.
They were soon
airborne for Whiteman, while Holly and Tony off headed to Israel. Shortly after takeoff, Holly glanced at Tony,
who was sitting right seat. “You ever
flown a plane?”
“No.”
“You’re about to
learn. This is too long a flight to just
trust the GPS and auto-pilot.”
“I was rather
afraid you might say something like that.
Actually I was planning on taking a nap in the rear, until we reach
Israel.”
“Nice plan. Mine’s better.”
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