The Richard Jackson Saga: Book: 9 Cold War by Ed Nelson

The Richard Jackson Saga: Book: 9 Cold War by Ed Nelson

Author:Ed Nelson [Nelson, Ed]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-18T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter 18

I was surprised in the morning when I found the General not only up but ready to join me on my daily run. He kept pace with me the whole way. I hadn’t run with anyone else since Dick Wyman in Hollywood and it was nice.

We both had enough endurance that we could talk a little as we run. The General explained that what he had in mind was that I was to be a communication conduit. I was not expected to correct problems on my own. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t have the authority to do so.

The idea was that students with problems would come to me. From there I would be either the Chaplain, listening to their complaints then tell them to bear with it, or bring it to the attention of the proper authority. That being the Oxford Bursar’s office or the appropriate Military. The Military could be any branch of the British or American armed forces that had students there.

That seemed simple enough. Since there were thought to be only about twenty students from all sources it shouldn’t be a burden. I thought I heard this tune before.

After cleaning up and breakfast I flew us to London for a meeting at Whitehall. This was coming together very quickly. Apparently, someone at the Palace had sent a rocket up. From a conversation I partially overheard at breakfast I think the Queen Mum had wound up the Queen and things were going to happen. Whoever said that the Crown was only a figurehead had never seen it in action.

The armed forces had the word Royal in their title for a reason. So instead of meeting with the Oxford Bursar this morning, we were headed to London to meet with the Mandarins of Whitehall.

The General was very enthused about the project. I think he had dreams of glory. This project could be the beginning of something big for him. He talked about how they should have a program like this at every major university in the world. Naturally, he would be the one in charge. I suspect visions of another star were in his dreams like sugar plums.

That thought was mean of me, the General saw a real problem and was trying to solve it.

We were both in our dress uniforms when we were escorted into the meeting room at Whitehall. I thought I had seen gold braid before. Never anything like this. From the wariness of the introductions, one could tell the Brass felt like they had been blindsided.

Mr. Norman had joined us and introduced me as Senior Queen’s Messenger Sir Richard Jackson, KG, OBE, LOH. I thought that was laying it on thick but it certainly got their attention.

The Air Vice-Marshal Lord So and so, not his real name but I forgot it as soon as I heard it, which could prove to be a problem later, asked me to describe the program that I wanted.

Did I want this? I had been roped into this by the Air Force General, Sir Norman, and a slightly tipsy Queen Mum.



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