Interdiction - W.Addison Gast (great novels TXT) 📗

a lot of answers do you?” DJ also recognized this tango as the one that stuck his leg with the knife.
“Guard, take Abu al Khayr to his cell and see that he gets his first meal compliments of the US Justice System.”
The guards were picking up Abu when Raj started yelling at him again in Pashtu. He was in the middle of a sustenance when DJ. .slammed his boot down on the back of the yelling captive’s knee. A loud pop was heard across the room as Raj Al Kayev learned the hard way that stories of how you are treated in captivity can vary from captor to captor and who is in charge. DJ then stood on the man’s knee as he screamed in agony. The guards looked at DJ with astonishment. “Lost my footing when I started to step behind the prisoner-right? Said DJ smiling at the two guards.
“Sorry there Raj ol man, hope it doesn’t smart much.”
“You are a motherless pig Lieutenant Jacobs and I will give your name to my legal representatives and you will be lucky if you can continue your military career as a private.” Said Raj in Pashtu.
“Raj, lets keep the rest of our conversation in English—ok? It makes for easier translation and recording of your confession and the answers you want to give me. Is that a deal?
“I want to see an attorney immediately.” Said Raj in perfect English.
“Sorry Raj, we are a long way from any of our field legal departments and no attorney available. I still have to decide if you are a keeper anyway. I may decide to let Colonel Nagel take you off my hands and make some points with my friends at State for providing Israel with one of their most wanted.”
At the mention of the colonels’ name, Raj Al Kayev’s face turned white. DJ noted that the mention of Mossad in itself had an impact on the prisoners but the mention of the colonels name itself held and explosive impact on Raj’s thinking.
“Where was the gal going in the VW Raj?”
“I thought you were the one that had all the answers.” Said Raj.
DJ walked around behind Raj who was still kneeling and as he stepped on his knee again he said; “I really dislike your smart-ass attitude Raj. If you can work with us just a little here, I’ll see that that Israeli keeps his knife out of your scrotum sac-ok? Raj screamed again as DJ stepped on his knee again.
“That is in return for this little scratch with the six stitches you gave me, asshole.”
“I want to see a lawyer. I am given that right under the Geneva rules.
“You know Raj, I’m not that up on Israeli military law but I don’t think they give you attorney’s, lawyers, even much food or medical attention—like for your knee there so you’ll just have to wait till the good colonel from Mossad tells us where to deliver you because that’s where you are going Pal, my patience is pretty thin and I haven’t had much sleep. Guard, take Raj here back to one of the cells at the far end of the complex so the others can’t hear his mournful, agonizing screams about his knee.”
DJ left the interrogation area and walked down the passageway to the main office area.
“Do we have a secure phone line here Scorpion?” He asked
“We set up a communications room as soon as we moved in here sir. I think we even have the video conferencing installed by now.”
Arlington will be coming to work in another half hour Sergeant, get me a hook with Penny Buckley, Dan and if possible, Brigadier Jacobs “At that DJ looked across the conference area to a small room. DJ pointed at the door to the room and asked Scorpion; “What’s in there?”
Just an excess area sir. We use it as a bunking area when we have multiple watches here or we have been out on patrol and need a air conditioned room to recover in.”
“Keep the lights down while you are setting up that equipment and give me twenty minutes in there Scorp==ok?” Smiled DJ as he headed for the bunk inside the door. “ One thing more Scorpion—do we have any pigs on the base here?”
“Pigs sir?”
“You know, Bacon and pork chop type pigs—live ones?
“I’ll find out sir.”
“Thanks, wake me in twenty”

Chapter 16

Arlington Situ room seven AM
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The General had just finished his morning read book when the Captain announced that Penny Buckley was in his outer office and requested to see him.
Tell her to come on in and find Danny Nero as well and ask him to join us please Captain.”
“Danny is on his way here Sir.”
“Good.
The general went over to his secure file and pulled out three manila folders and returned to his desk. The general was a keeper. He loved to transport information files from one command to another when he was transferred. It gave an impression of a fantastic memory to those that did not know that he did this as a matter of habit. Many times when he had been at a new command for a month or so, his replacement at the previous command would contact him and ask him to recall a certain mission, project or person. The caller would be amazed when the General would cite dates and times as well as names to the caller. In this case, it was the file copy on the group of young recruits that had left Iraq for training in Iran several years ago. He had it all in front of him.
Penny Buckley was radiant as she entered the general’s office. Her gray Talbot’s pantsuit with white collar and Jill St. John flats on her feet let her blend in with the other government workers without making a dress statement. Danny Nero, who was on Penny’s, heals entering the office was a little different. Dan’s hair looked like it had been frizzed by some electronic current giving him an appearance to that of the character on Seinfeld known as Kramer and he was wearing Nike tennis that needed a good cleaning job done on the white areas.
After the morning greeting, Penny took the seat directly in front of the General as instructed and began her presentation.
“We have a lot of data that has been collected and is still being collected as a result of that bust yesterday in Mazar-I-Sharif sir. It is starting to match with some other Intel that we have keyed to this group and their actions. We now know a lot more than we did yesterday on the profiles of several of the players and it would appear that this is the apex of a very long planned mission by Al Queda. Rather than repeat all the data again when DJ comes online in fifteen minutes direct from the base there at Mazar-I-Sharif, with your permission I’d like to put it all together when we have the full group assembled.”
“By all means Penny
“General. Do you have any idea what Lt. Jacobs wants with the five pigs?” Danny sat in the chair next to Penny with yellow tablet in hand.
“Pigs?”
“Yes sir, Lt. Jacobs requested one of the interrogation staff to locate at least five live pigs on the base there. I was wondering if you knew what his intentions were.”
“I haven’t a clue Danny.” Said the general smiling.
“He may not want to disclose those intentions to the group here Dan so please don’t ask him during the video conference-OK?”
“Yes sir.”
The intercom on the general’s desk crackled;
“General, the conference room is ready and we will have everyone assembled except Navy Captain Wiley and General O’Neill who are on a mission in Saudi.” The voice in the box instructed.
The room as the usual pleasant seventy-three degree temperature, not seventy five or seventy even, this was a requirement of the computer and visual aids technicians so that their precious toys could function at their peak. Coffee was at the end of the room and some discrete small-no doubt fat-free muffins were on a try to the right of the coffee.
The screen came alive at the middle of the conference table and DJ’s face greeted the group and he introduced Scorpion and Cowboy. The camera panned back to show the table in the interrogation center with DJ in the center with the people that helped take down the cell on either side of him.
DJ started the conference by showing each prisoners photograph on the screen as he talked about what they knew of each at this time and then turned the conference over to Penny Buckley to gather the latest Intel on what was available.
“We have confirmed that the individual you have in custody is indeed Raj Al Kayev “Started Penny.
“The others are of less importance but obviously know of the intended mission of the cell and timetables. We would suggest that you continue to interrogate these individuals as rapidly as possible because of the tactical intelligence being valuable for only a given time”.
“Here is what we have been able to put together from the information gathered in the past seventy two hours.
The woman in the Volkswagen that visited the subterranean room is a central figure. We believe her name to be Badra Husana a covert member of Talabanni el Assid a secret organization that includes women as operatives. She is definitely a person of priority interest because of the following;
Three months ago she went to work in the University at Nawabshsh Pakistan as a research assistant to Doctor Sadaqua Altaf . Dr. Altaf was working on cancer research at the University and had recently made some very valuable discoveries in the field of the metastasis of cancer cells and their progression through the human body. The formula that Dr. Altaf was known as formula X437, a very deadly virus that can kill thousands simply by oxygen deprivation of cells. One week ago today, Dr. Altaf was murdered late at night in her laboratory by Badra Husana. The act was filmed unknowingly on security video inside the laboratory. There was no connection known between Badra Husana and this group until yesterday at five thirty PM. At that time the suspect Badra Husana was involved in a non related security incident at the Mazar I Sharif airport. Her face image was gathered as a part of the security incident and when run in the CENTCOM and Interpol system, it bingoed as a person of interest instead of the guy that ran the end around on the metal detectors. We then ran it with the photo of her and the man that left the terrorist room in the Volkswagen and it bingoed again. We just received the patrol stop video from the Army group that pulled the VW over at Mazar-I-Sharif outskirts.. The image map again indicated it being Badra Husana. This obviously connects her with this group and as far as we know, she is enroute to complete her mission. I don’t need to tell everyone what the implications are when you put this information together with the map found on the wall of the terrorist’s underground room of the Los Angeles Metropolitan Water district.
DJ interjected at this point;
“Do we have any indication on what their travel plans are? Did we get anything from the airlines in respect to her schedule?
“They boarded an Afghan air flight for Faisalabad Pakistan three and a half hours ago. They are probably in the terminal there waiting on their lay over to Karachi and then Los Angeles. We have wired photographs of the group to the Paki security