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"YOU'VE GOT TO BE FUCKING
CRAZY!" He screamed it out and backed away from Martinez, but the man
pulled another weapon out and aimed it directly at his face.
"Kid, let me tell ya
somethin', your old man is tired of your fuckin' around and not takin' anything
serious. He told me either you grow up or I'm to kill your ass. Frankly, I don't
give a fuck which. I don't like baby sittin' a goddamned rich kid. You got your
choice, kid. Kill 'im or die."
My God! This had to be a
nightmare! "I can't kill anyone. You're crazy."
***
For years, the
small team of US Army Rangers had searched for American prisoners and MIAs in
Southeast Asia. Each trip, they all
returned safely, but then … When their commanding officer is killed in the
ambush, which awaited them, the remaining team members bury him at Arlington and
believe they will get on with their lives and careers.
But it is not to be.
Even as they
leave the cemetery, they have to run for their lives, and this starts a journey
through a twisted web of murder, mayhem and treachery from the people trying to
eliminate them. The hell of it is,
they have no idea why someone wants them dead.
The trail
leads them in many directions, and they know if they are to survive, they must
uncover the answers to what it's all about.
It seems their every move is known by the enemy.
But who the hell is the enemy?
When a team of army rangers makes a trip into Cambodia, looking for Americans
believed to still be held prisoner, they are ambushed and half their team lost.
They had safely made these trips a half dozen times without incident, so
they know they were set up. But who
would do such a thing? Few people
knew of their incursions into Vietnam, Laos and Cambodia.
After an attempt on their lives back in The States, they know someone, for some
reason, wants rid of them. It becomes a dangerous game of cat and mouse with their
unknown pursuers. The remaining
seven team members, all master sergeants, bring their commanding officer home to
bury, then Mitch goes to see Colonel Eddie McCain’s sister in Southern
Illinois. She has a packet of
information for Mitch that her brother left with her, knowing Mitch would come
to see her if anything happened to him.
The information contained in the packet is a list of people thought to be
trafficking in heroin from the Far East. Also,
a Senator’s name, whom Eddie evidently trusted is in the packet.
When Mitch goes to Indianapolis to see the senator, another attempt is
made on his life.
When the senator is killed, Mitch knows he is into something far-reaching and,
evidently, involving far more than heroin traffic.
After the senator is murdered, a CIA operative, who had worked with the
senator, approaches Mitch and his team. Mitch
tends to trust the man, but is wary of everyone.
It seems everywhere they turn, someone tries to take them out.
They have been given new identification cards by Walter Hixon, their CIA
contact. It turns out the cards are
miniature locator beacons, but Mitch believes Hixon, when he tells him although
someone at the agency has to be involved in the plot to kill them, he has no
knowledge of who or why.
The trail leads them to an army missile storage depot in Kentucky, where a
number of cruise missiles are missing. People
from an electronics firm located in Dallas had recently been to the depot to do
modifications on the missiles.
When Mitch and his team avoid the people laying in wait for them on the trip to
Dallas, they find that a large number of the electronics firm employees are
missing. They do make contact with
two women employees who had been at the missile depot and who had survived
whatever had happened to the other employees.
Eventually, Mitch learns the electronics company is actually a CIA owned
company. The story involves much
more than he could have imagined. Crooked
deals being made with Mexican officials, who soon mysteriously disappear – a
high level conference of European Industrialists – a plot to use the missing
cruise missiles against an array of targets – but who is behind all of it, and
most importantly, why do they need to kill Mitch and the remaining members of
his team? What could they possibly
know that would interfere with the plans of one of the world’s most powerful
industrialists to take over control of the major portion of the world’s oil
supply?
FD Gialmo not only owns a dozen
senators, but is involved in more crooked schemes than can be counted to become
even wealthier. His father began
FD’s financial empire with one sailing vessel and a dogged determination to
succeed at becoming a billionaire at any cost.
FD is completely devoted not only to his “old man’s” business
acumen, but also to his ruthlessness in establishing the financial giant, which
FD inherited, and enhanced.
But, that fucking, worthless son of his! What
the hell could he do about that skirt chasing little prick?
After all the troubles he had endured all his life to double and
redouble the fortune the “old man” left him, why couldn’t this stupid
little bastard understand it would be up to him to continue building the
company? All he had ever been good
for was getting into one scrape after another, including getting an underage
girl knocked up twice. The same
fucking girl! The damned dumb ass!
Now, with everything at stake in his bid to take over most of the major oil
production in the world, that little sonofabitch was nowhere to be found!
And that fucking bunch of army rangers!
Jesus Christ, why couldn’t his people nail that bunch?
He’d sent the best to kill the pricks, only to learn the would be
killers had been killed!
The very site where Mitch Davis and his comrades had been ambushed in Cambodia
was too close to one of the bases of operations to launch a cruise missile at
Hanoi. The only reason they had
been marked for death was the off chance they had seen something they
shouldn’t have. But now, they
indeed were getting too close for comfort for Gialmo. Because the assholes in Cambodia had screwed up and not taken
them all out, the damned information from the CIA had fallen into the wrong
hands. Also, the rangers were a
much greater threat to his plans then they started out being.
FD Gialmo was amazed that so many supposedly first class people could fuck up so
many times. After killing that
goddamned senator, they still hadn’t retrieved the list of people working for
FD. Where the hell had it gone?
And, that goddamned director! What
a joke! Head of the CIA, and he
can’t find a bunch of ex-army rangers, who are running around, slowly
whittling away at his base of operations. Christ,
they had killed half his people in the field.
Were these goddamned supermen, or what?
If that asshole son of a bitch had any balls at all, well…
he didn’t, so no use even thinking about it.
Mitch becomes involved with Leslie Clark, one of the few survivors from ARD
Electronics. He is unaware that she
was involved in the programming of the stolen missiles, even though she was
being used as a dupe by her boss at ARD. In
the end, all of FD Gialmo’s magnificent plans to control the world’s oil
supply …
