Huston, James W. -JD 3- The Shadows of Power (com v4.0)(html) by The Shadows of Power (com v4.0)

Author:The Shadows of Power (com v4.0) [Unknown]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-07-19T18:58:44+00:00

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St. John read the latest encrypted e-mail and put it deep in the pile of documents in her office that were scheduled for shredding. She rubbed her forehead and noticed the wrinkles that seemed to be getting deeper. She glanced at the crystal clock on her desk. The President had asked to see her at 9:00 a.m.

She walked down the hall to the Oval Office and opened the door. “Good morning, Mr.—” She stopped. President Kendrick was sitting with Dennis Arlberg, his Chief of Staff, Stuntz, Stewart Woods, the Director of Central Intelligence, and Attorney General Carl Dirks. “Well. Good morning to you all,” she said, recovering smoothly. “To what do I owe the honor of an unscheduled meeting with such an august group?”

“Surprised?” Stuntz smiled.

“Yes, I am,” she said, crossing to the silver coffee pot that always had fresh coffee in it. She was more than surprised. She was annoyed. So much for the President’s trust. “Someone want to tell me what’s going on?” she said casually.

Kendrick gave Stuntz a dirty look. Stuntz was unmoved. The President spoke. “Actually, they crashed this party,” he said smiling. “I asked them to stay because of some new information we just got from Algeria. Stewart?”

Woods cleared his throat with some difficulty. “Excuse me,” he said. “We have just received a report on the ground in Algeria that this Ismael Nezzar has been seen in Algiers. This morning. He’s back home.”

St. John was angry. “He knew it would get too hot for him here after killing Stovic’s brother.”

“We don’t know it was him—”

“Of course it was him,” she said. “And now he has made it very difficult for us to get him. How did he get out of the States? I personally called Carl and told him to get the FBI to close our exit points to keep Nezzar from getting out of the country. What happened, Carl?” she asked, putting him on the hottest spot in Washington.

“They said they would do it. This man is very elusive.”

“What time did you call?” she pressed.

“Why are you cross-examining me?” he asked angrily.

“What time?”

“I don’t know, my first chance. About noon.”

“Noon?” she asked, horrified. She stood back up and got more coffee. “He never should have escaped. He should be in custody. The FBI didn’t see the attack coming on the Blue Angel pilot’s brother, and they didn’t catch him once he acted.” She was furious. “That is unacceptable.”

“Carl?” the President asked.

“They can’t be everywhere, Mr. President.”

“They’re supposed to be protecting our pilot and his family. Right?”

“Yes, sir, but no one anticipated something might happen to his brother—”

St. John jumped in. “We can still get this terrorist and whoever is inclined to help him.”

“How?” Woods asked.

She should give the author of the e-mail credit. It was really his idea, and he could actually make it happen. “I think this terrorist is still after the Navy’s Blue Angels. But he has left the country. And why would he do that if he wants the Blue Angels? He certainly isn’t afraid.

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