Crossing Savage by Dave Edlund

Author:Dave Edlund
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: energy independence, alternative energy, thriller, fiction, novel, Peter Savage
Publisher: Light Messages Publishing
Published: 2015-10-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

September 26

Chernabura Island, West Side

Magnum and Ghost returned about 90 minutes after they took off after the sniper team. They reported to Commander Nicolaou that the sniper team had exfiltrated the island from the north beach; they couldn’t ascertain what type of craft was used. They were winded, having jogged most of the distance back to the cabin. Their commander ordered them to take a ten minute rest and drink plenty of water to rehydrate. Both Ghost and Magnum plopped into chairs on the porch, weapons at the ready—just in case.

The open area in front of the cabin had been converted into a make-shift morgue. The seven dead terrorists were laid side-by-side, covered by pieces of blue plastic cut from old tarps found folded on shelves in the cellar. Jack Murphy’s body lay about twenty feet away; Davis had taken a blanket from the couch to cover Murph’s still form. Even in death, Davis wanted the body of his friend to be distinguished from the scum that murdered him.

Jim Nicolaou went through the pockets of all seven terrorists and placed the contents in individual zip-lock plastic bags, labeled so they could be associated with the correct corpse. He also had Homer photograph the faces of all seven men and get their fingerprints—complete sets, left hand, right hand, as well as palm prints.

Bull downloaded the digital images and scanned the prints. Everything was assembled into data files that Bull emailed back to The Office using a secure satellite linkup. Both Peter and his father were very impressed by the efficiency with which the team utilized the advanced technology.

“I’d bet you’d find this equipment pretty useful for field work, Dad,” said Peter.

His father nodded. “But I don’t think I would have any need for an encrypted satellite link.”

Peter turned to Jim. “Have you found anything of interest?”

“We’ll know more after their prints are checked against the data bases of Interpol, Scotland Yard, CIA, FBI, NSA, DIA, DoD, DHS, and various state agencies. We may get lucky and match one or more photos, but I’m not counting on it.

“Ramirez was clean—no papers. The blond guy was carrying a Texas driver’s license. Most likely fake, but we’re running it now. And we found passports on two others—one is EU—the guy was using a French name. The other passport is Colombian. Rather careless actually, even if the documents are fake. More often than not, we can learn something from forged documents. Forgers tend to have a unique style, like artists. We can usually trace a document to the forger, and before long we have a clear trail to the document holder’s true identity and country of origin.”

Bull interrupted. “All data files have been confirmed received, sir.”

Jim nodded. “The team is obviously multiracial. I think it’s a safe bet that it’s also multinational. They were well armed with military weaponry and uniforms, and they had advanced intelligence. It’s surprising they would have any papers at all. Like Ramirez, they all should have been clean. They would have been if they were my team.

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