Friday, July 22, 2016

Too Many Women, Book #1 of the Becker Trilogy - SEALs discuss past.



Today’s excerpt is from Too Many Women, Book #1 of the Becker Trilogy.  The three SEALs present, rehash some past personal history.  Enjoy and have a great day. 

m.j.

 

Alan and Bert looked at each other, then at Terri with an inquisitive look.  Bob told them about the arrangements of his new “maid,” and the reason for it.  As he did, he went to the bar and poured himself a drink, while Terri poured drinks for the two detectives, at their request. 

Drink in hand, Bob thought a second.  “Okay, on sleeping arrangements—since Sergeant Major Gowen and…”

“Hold it right, there, Master Sergeant Becker,” Leo said as he interrupted, “I told you at the plane, ‘Leo’ is fine.  We aren’t active-duty Marines any longer…now knock it off.  In case you have overlooked it, I’m now working for you, sir.”

Bob laughed a laugh of surrender on the subject, but before he could respond, Terri asked, “Who’s paying for Leo and Horace?”

Bill and Bob answered, almost simultaneously, “You are.”

“How much?”

Dan joked, “A lot.”

Terri looked at him.  “How much for you and Janet, and your plane?”

“Nada.  That’s on the house, as it were.  We’re trying for the national good service award for the year.  Actually, we hadn’t seen Bob in a while, and always good to see the guy who saved my bacon.”

Terri asked, “How so?”

Bob joked, “Ten grand.”

Not knowing…nor caring…what that was about, Dan proceeded to tell the story of how Bob had carried him out of harm’s way while he was severely wounded.  When he finished, he looked at Bob.  “Now, do you want to tell us why you treat Leo as the Second Coming, Bob?”

Bob looked at Leo, who nodded, “Go ahead…just nothing classified.”

“We—Leo and I—belonged to a SEAL team together—one whose number has become public knowledge, thanks to a blabbermouth President.  We had an incident in a hereby undisclosed location.  Leo kept me from making the mistake of my life, saving said life, and several others.  I argued with him.  He hit me.  He was right; I was wrong.  How’s that, Leo?”

“The damnedest load of horseshit I ever heard…except for me hitting you, and you being wrong in your assessment of the situation—and being man enough to recognize your mistake after the fact, and admitting it.  Which, by the way, is why I recommended you for promotion.”

Dan looked at Leo.  “The whys and wherefores of the deal would give away your assignment, right?”

“Yeah.  Subject closed.”

 

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