Clancy, Tom - Point Of Impact - Net Force 5 by Clancy Tom

Author:Clancy, Tom [Clancy, Tom]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Newport Beach, Californui

bar The Newport Beach Community Presbyterian Church

(Usa) was not as ostentatious as, say, the Crystal Palace, right-

brace but certainly it was L.a.: in your face enough so it right-

brace wouldn't pass for a church most other places. Philosophi

ical y. God's frozen people tended to have conservative "right-

brace views on politics, conservative views on social issues,

and of course, conservative views on religion. They were very

liberal on converting the heathen, though, and never let a bar

chance to start up an overseas mission pass by unmoi lested.

An old running joke in the church was. the Presbyterians had

offered to completely fund the Red Cross" and CARE, provided

those organizations would let them pack a dehydrated minister

in with each big shipment of blood or food. They were mostly

Republicans, Drayne bar figured out back when he was stil

going to church, mostly white and old Republicans, at that. His

family had been I members since Grandpa Drayne, a deacon of

his church I back home in Atlanta, had moved out here eighty

years l ago. The synods were different, but California and

Georgia weren't that far apart as far as the basics were

concerned.

The building itself had a lot of glass, giving it a light and airy

look, and the air conditioning unit out back, roaring to keep the

assembled cool, was the size of a half-ton pickup truck. Drayne

figured the reason the Baptists always preached about hel fire

was because in those un air-conditioned Southern churches,

the congregation could relate to the concept. If the AC went out

during a mild spring hot spel in a Presbyterian church, services

would be canceled for fear the assembly would al die of heat

stroke.

The place sure didn't seem somber enough for a funeral,

and most of the mourners were wearing anything but black.

Looked like a flock of parakeets, al the pastel colors. What

could you expect? It was L.a." wasn't it?

Drayne's father had been a deacon at one time, though his

FBI travel had cut into that, but last Drayne knew, the old man

stil attended church every Sunday down in Arizona.

If he wasn't a true believer, he sure gave that impression.

Drayne himself had skipped every Sunday when his father

hadn't been around to make him go, and hadn't been inside a

church except for a couple of weddings since he'd left home for

col ege. Oh, and that once when he made a major chemical

sale to somebody who thought a Catholic church in Berkeley

would be a safe place to do a dope deal. Turned out the buyer

was wrong. He got busted after a fender-bender accident

leaving the parking lot.

Drayne had managed to dig up a dark suit, a white shirt,

and a plain tie that were al five or six years old, unworn for

almost that long, knowing that if he came in a T-shirt and shorts,

his father would probably pul his gun and shoot him. And even

though he was retired, the old man always carried a piece when

he went out, a habit he couldn't let go of. He'd stil be protecting

the republic when he was in a wheelchair and blind.

Despite the fact he was pushing seventy, the old man stil

looked pretty healthy.

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