Monday Night Jihad by Elam Jason & Yohn Steve

Author:Elam, Jason & Yohn, Steve
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 19

Tuesday, December 30

Federal Bureau of Investigation, Denver Field Office

Denver, Colorado

“Does Porter know about this?” Scott Ross asked Jim Hicks. The simultaneous discovery of the Cause being at the root of the attacks had both men excited and anxious to tell somebody.

“No. Seems he left the viewing room about ten minutes ago when Secretary Moss arrived.”

“The Secretary of Homeland Security is here? Yeah, I guess this would be big enough to get the weasel out of his cushy office.” Scott grabbed a passing agent. “Any idea where the SHS and the DC are holed up?”

“Main conference room.” Scott’s expectant stare prompted the man to continue. “Okay, you know the main war room you passed as you came to the interrogation area? It’s right in the middle of that.”

“Gotcha. Thanks.” Turning to Hicks, Scott said, “Well, shall we?”

Hicks gave his affirmation with his feet.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Scott muttered, hurrying after him.

They entered the war room and found the conference room just where the agent had said. It was a large boxlike structure in the center of a busy, open space filled with ringing telephones and low-walled cubicles. There was only one door into the conference room, and two dark-suited Secret Service agents were positioned in front of it.

Hicks approached the door with Scott in tow. “Jim Hicks, CTD,” he said, showing his badge. “This is Scott Ross, also with CTD. We need to see Secretary Moss.”

“One moment, please,” said the agent on the left, who then proceeded to whisper something into his wrist comm.

Ten seconds later, the door buzzed open and a very impatient Hicks entered with Scott close behind.

The light in the room was slightly dimmed, and a large flat-screen television was visible—turned on but blank at the moment—in an open cabinet to their left. Standing perpendicular before them was a long conference table surrounded by large, soft swivel chairs. Eight of the chairs were filled. Scott recognized a few of their occupants from Internet pictures, including Secretary of Homeland Security Dwayne Moss, who sat at the head of the table, and Undersecretary Gregory Blackmon to his right. Stanley Porter was seated to Moss’s left. Also present were FBI Director Edward Castillo, Western District CTD Chief Patty Wallace, and three other people whom Scott didn’t know.

Without waiting to be introduced, Scott blurted out, “Mr. Secretary, we’ve figured out the organization behind this attack! It’s a terrorist group called the Cause!”

“They already know,” said Hicks, who had been staring at the blank television since they walked in.

Scott felt the heat of embarrassment flush through his body.

Hicks continued, “You guys got a tape, didn’t you?”

“Actually, it’s a mini-DVD,” Undersecretary Blackmon said. “It was sent to Jeff Eitzen at the local CBS affiliate.”

“Oh, great. Have they aired it yet, Mr. Secretary?” Hicks asked.

Secretary Moss paused for a moment as if taken aback at being addressed directly by an agent. Finally he replied, “No, not yet, Agent Hicks—or is it Ross?”

“Hicks,” the senior agent answered.

Scott already despised the man for his condescending manner.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.