B.J. Jones the Story of My Life. Book 2 - Cover

B.J. Jones the Story of My Life. Book 2

Copyright© 2018 by jballs

Chapter 17

Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 17 - The continuing story of B.J. Jones and her family. The fight against terrorism and building her unique family goes on. The characters, plot and action are continued from Book 1

Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including ft/ft   Consensual   Lesbian   Fiction  

Back at the office I went to Roberts’s office to look at the communications on the dark web between Jaed and Tiam in detail.

There was good news for us in the communications, General Kadar demanded pictures of the devices they were going to use so his experts could evaluate and possibly improve them. That would make them easier for our agents to spot.

As if that was not enough, he wanted a map of where the explosives were going to be placed for ‘DA day’ - Dead Americans day.”

The date had been chosen - the fourth of July - but it was not mentioned in this communiqué, it was in one from the other day. The huge water park had one of the biggest fireworks extravaganzas around.

The next set of reports that Robert had intercepted were on the potential sex workers and escorts. There were now one hundred involved in the training of these girls at the Paris France locations. If there were one hundred involved in the training, I wondered just how many girls had they recruited and how large were the training facilities?

Based on past reports and conversations from the embassy tapes of interviews of women seeking amnesty I knew the women would be horribly abused. If there were a hundred trainers the women were going to be sexually trained a hundred times a day. For ISIS and the Iranians, if they could connive a way in it was open season on those women and their husbands and owners need not object.

Would the French police close down the operation or had the Muslim issue grown so large and out of hand that the police had been infiltrated and would inform ISIS?

There were only two avenues that could possibly give me answers to that. One was through Dick James SEC of state, but would I get more reliable information without the political whitewash by directly calling my security team at the embassy there?

Robert and I debated the issue as we walked to the command center to make the call.

Robert and I talked with the team supervisor for an hour. Security director Patrick Jackson was not kind to the current French government or its two national police units.

The National Police had jurisdiction over the major cities. They did patrols, traffic control and identity checks. They were glorified town cops from the sound of it.

The National Gendarmerie was a branch of the armed forces placed under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Interior with additional duties to the Ministry of Defense. They were assigned to the smaller towns and other suburban areas. At times the two units worked together; more often than not the arrangement was used to do nothing. It was always the other department’s jurisdiction.

The call reinforced my thoughts that the French police would be of no help. There were large areas of Paris and other cities that were off limits to the police. Through various techniques Muslims had driven the police out.

A single policeman or police car did not go into those neighborhoods; if they did they simply did not come out alive. Groups of police would be immediately surrounded by mobs to prevent them from proceeding anywhere in their neighborhood.

Police cars would be vandalized, tires slashed, set on fire - even with the police in them. The French government - instead of exercising its authority and establishing the rule of law - had caved.

I decided Roberts’s group was going to use the government’s high price version of satellite identification to search those neighborhoods - street by street and house by house - looking for unusual traffic. There had to be a continuous stream of people by the numbers.

General Kadar was not in control of the ISIS training but had some influence in the outcome by supplying money for the training. ISIS or not, he was working his hooks deeper into the training. Along with the money were requests for reports on how it was being used and the success of the training as he called it.

In each communication Kadar promised more money and had it delivered along with more demands. My guess was that in a few weeks he would be asking for names and pictures. He was already suggesting the locations they were to be sent.

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