Chapter 3

We had just gotten back to our house when Zac’s cell phone began to ring. Our security sensors also alerted us to three black SUVs driving up to the front door.

Zac turned and said, “one pistol NO extra magazines or other weapons” as he made eye contact with Billy, Carl, and Frank. All of them nodded their understanding.

Those of us who had other weapons such as knives or backup pistols removed them and put them on the dining room table. It was obvious the SUVs were for us, and Zac had been given instruction from the cell phone call.

Much to our disliking, all six of the women were directed to the last SUV. Juan, Frank, Eric, Leon, and Ken were directed the middle SUV. Carl, Billy, Will, Zac, and I were directed to the lead SUV. There were only a driver and passenger next to the driver in each SUV, and they simply said who was to ride in which SUV waiting until everyone was in their assigned SUV before getting in the front passenger seat and closing the door.

I noticed the windows were tinted to the point of not allowing us to see out and the divider between the front seat and the back was also tinted and up preventing us from seeing out the front as well.

Zac said to try and relax that if we were wanted dead or hurt it would have already been attempted. I felt relieved to hear him say attempted and not stating it as a fact.

Then he tapped his ear casually but with all of us seeing him do it. I understood that he was trying to signal we were probably being watched and definitely being listened too.

When the SUV stopped and we were allowed to get out we found ourselves to be in an underground parking lot. We were directed to an elevator, shockingly it only went down. We did in fact go down three levels. When the doors opened there was a man in dark grey military style uniform who directed us out of the elevator and down the short hallway to the end where we stopped at double doors.

The guard opened both doors and gestured for us to enter then closed the doors behind us staying out in the hallway.

There was a large conference table with three men sitting, the center man stood up and was a 4-star Army General Zac knew him and appeared to trust him. The other two men were in suits and were obviously alphabet types. GEN Alex Hammer introduced himself and the two men who he introduces as NSA (which seemed to piss them off when he said that) Joe Kane and Bob Abbell. Please NO jokes they have heard them all.

Zac calmly introduced our group: Deke Comer, Tia Bold, Monica Lingle, Will Anderson, Billy Dexter, Gina King, Anna Jasper, Ken Nickels, Leon Olsen, Carl Samson, Eric House, Frank Evans, Juan Fuentes, Helen Murphy, and Mary Pelton. Then added, “This is your party” as we all sat down.

Joe stood as Alex sat down and began saying that we had been on their radar since our group was put together. Since we were all considered to be top-level operators, grouping together and successfully working together obviously caught the interests of ALL the different agencies. It was decided that contacting us and asking and he stressed ‘asking’ like it was meant to be, NOT really asking but more like seriously suggesting. Would we work for them?

Zac quickly responded that we would always support and assist with any requests they presented to our group but that we would NOT agree to join any of their groups or be affiliated with any of their groups.

Bob asked why almost in a shout.

I laughed and asked if they had read ALL the information on ME and TIA.

Bob responded asking what that had to do with anything.

Tia interrupted shouting and yes she shouted, “You are either dumber than fuck if I know or really haven’t read what Deke and I went through” Zac interjected holding his hand out toward Tia and said, “Calm Down Everyone!” he continued asking for one of the incidents involving both of us to be pulled up on the large flatscreen monitor.