The Nocturnal Saints by Rick Jones

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

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Anacostia, Washington, D.C.

With the single bulb of the lamp with barely enough light to shed its illumination to the edges of the table, those who sat beyond the circle of the light remained within the shadows.

Another manila folder was tossed into the mix of the other three files, all targets.

“Kimball Hayden,” said the male voice. “Our sources were not able to access any data from the Vatican regarding the Vatican Knight. However, we were able to pull information about him from the data banks of the CIA.”

“The CIA?” the woman asked with the raspy voice.

In the shadows, the man bobbed his head up and down. “Mr. Hayden was some kind of covert operator for the black-ops arm of the CIA who was committed to missions that were strictly off the books and without Congressional approval. In other words, he was an assassin for the United States government.”

“A killer,” she said.

“And quite vicious at what he did,” said the male. “According to findings that had not been redacted in the files, not only did he kill men, but he did away with women and children as well. Nothing was off limits to this guy.”

“Women and children,” she whispered.

“Then while on a mission to Iraq, he simply disappeared. The Pentagon brass believed he was killed in the course of his mission.”

“Obviously that wasn’t so.”

“No. In fact, he shows up a decade later working as a covert operator of the Vatican Knights, when it finally came to light that he was an elite commando during the time when terrorists invaded Vatican City and assassinated the pope.”

“Working for the CIA in the position means that he has unique operative skills, yes?”

The man in the shadows nodded. “Master of many forms of martial arts. And perhaps one of the best in the world when it comes to using double-edged weaponry.”

“A demon under the employ of the Vatican,” stated the husky-voiced woman, her voice sounding so smoky it was dreamy. “And the others within the team?” she asked.

“Nothing,” he told her. “The Vatican appears to be hiding their files well.”

In the darkness she waved her hand dismissively. “It matters not,” she said.

“We will gather a local team who’ll be able to manage them.”

“We cannot take them lightly,” he returned.

“We won’t,” she said. “We’ll match them skill for skill. If the Vatican Knights get too close to our agenda, then we’ll have our team make an example of them.” Then she reached into the cone of light, grabbed Kimball’s file, peeled back the folder, and began to read. After she read all that she needed to read about him, she tossed the file back into the pile to make him target number four. And then:

“Who’s next on the list.”

Reaching into the light and stabbing a finger against a manila folder to pin it to the tabletop, the man said, “This one.” Then he slid the file toward the woman who had the raspy voice. When she picked it up she peeled back the flap. After a

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