The Obama Identity by John LeBoutillier & Edward Klein

Author:John LeBoutillier & Edward Klein [LeBoutillier , John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amazon.com
Published: 2010-09-29T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

During our grueling twenty-one-hour flight, Vangie Roll curled up next to me and slept with her head nestled on my shoulder. I tried that naval trick again, but she had a scoop neck that didn’t give away nearly enough. Instead I watched Sidney Michael Green across the aisle, furiously pounding away on his laptop. From his occasional pointed looks at me, I was sure he was writing some slanderous report about my co-opting a fellow agent.

Our airplane touched down in the small port town of Banda Aceh (pronounced BAN-da AH-chay) on the tip of Sumatra, the westernmost island of the Indonesian archipelago. We had traveled halfway around the globe to the most devoutly Muslim city in the most populous Muslim country in the world to find a man none of us had ever heard of. Thanks to the ever-resourceful Russ Slanover, I had phone records proving that Barack Obama had recently been in touch with a mysterious Indonesian by the name of Badung Sabang.

I kept repeating the name in my mind. Compared to that, Barack Obama actually sound okay. What was it with all the kooky names, anyway?

After we landed, I tried to get some shuteye. But no sooner had I placed my head on the pillow than I heard my name being called.

“Higgy…Higgy…wake up!” Russ said. “There’s been a massive earthquake deep under the Indian Ocean, one hundred miles from here. The energy it released is the equivalent of 23,000 Hiroshima-sized atomic bombs. It’s uplifted the seabed, displacing vast amounts of seawater, and created a gigantic tsunami. The tsunami’s headed…here!”

I threw on some clothes and went outside to the terrace of our CIA safe house, which was located on a hill high above Banda Aceh. Vangie Roll was already there, taking in the morning sunshine. She looked fresh and alluring in a short khaki skirt, a form-fitting white camisole, and a Chicago Cubs baseball cap.

“Hi, Higgy,” she said, throwing her arms around my neck and pressing her tall, lean body against mine. “Give us a good-morning kiss.”

I tried to avoid it, but her lips homed in on mine like a heat-seeking missile. And they were definitely giving off heat. If I wasn’t…well, who I am…we’d be running right back inside.

Sydney Michael Green was at the other end of the balcony. He glanced over in our direction just in time to catch me trying to disentangle myself from Vangie’s clinch. Oh, great, another item for his report. Then he averted his gaze and peered through a Celestron Astromaster 114 EQ Reflector Telescope that was pointed down at the town of Banda Aceh.

“What’s going on down there?” I asked him, panting, finally breaking free.

“A lot of topless babes on the beach,” Sydney Michael Green said. “All sizes, shapes, and colors.”

“Oh, Syd, you’re such an adolescent!” Vangie said.

“If you’d give me a chance, Vangie, I’d just as soon look through the telescope at you,” Sydney Michael Green said. “Even with your clothes on, you’re a lot sexier than those babes on the beach.

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