Chapter 10

As the door to the limousine closed it was already moving to fall in between the SUVs. It was a short drive to the private airport. There was a Lear jet waiting with four F16s also ready to take off. We were not surprised to hear police sirens coming toward the airfield, but we were in the jet and already starting our takeoff when I saw the first police car pull up to the airport. Two of the F16s had already taken off and the other two followed our jet. Several hours later we were back in America at another private airfield. There were custom agents there to process all of our passports and welcome us back to the USA.

Shelia Wilkenson would be heading back to college, and she thanked us all again for saving her life. Ambassador Jonathan Wilkenson stayed on the jet as he would be flying back to finish working on the improved laws with France that would decrease risk of terrorist activities in both France and America.

Erik Ackerman asked for us to continue to work with him, he was almost begging. I told him we would continue to support him as needed but not as full-time employees. He was happy to get whatever he could from us and said so.

We chartered a plane to take us to New York City so we could do some sightseeing. Erik said he would call us if he needed our help anytime soon. Shelia had a personal bodyguard named Kathy Rodriguez at her college that was actually taking the same classes in Law. Kathy was going for her degree in law enforcement and Shelia wanted to be a lawyer. They were roommates in the dorms which made things easy, and they got along together too.

We took a taxi to the Ritz-Carlton where after a short discussion and telephone call arranged for a Royal Suite which was a 1,530 sq ft one bedroom suite located on the 22nd floor and had a living room and dining room that could seat 8 with a separate pantry. 1 1/2 bathrooms where the master bathroom features a soaking tub and separate stall shower State-of-the-art Bang & Olufsen entertainment system with DVD player and Two 12-inch flat screen televisions in bathroom and we all could sleep on the huge King bed.

We had dinner in our suite and had fun in the huge tub. For some reason we all just cuddled in bed and drifted off to sleep quickly. We all seemed to wake at the same time with the beautiful sunshine coming in the window and the need to relieve our bladder. I was smart and broke for the smaller bathroom in the living room as the girls all charged the master bathroom. Tammy was quick to catch on and diverted to follow me. When she finished, we walked back to the master bathroom together. Dove and Jen had already started the shower and we joined them. After a rather long shower due to the excessive washing, we were giving and receiving we dressed and went to the BLT Market for breakfast. After a wonderful meal we walked to 5th Avenue and did some quick shopping. We bought athletic clothing casual wear and another formal outfit since we had left all of our clothes in France, Ambassador Wilkenson was arranging for them to be shipped back to our home address. The girls insisted on a second set of formal wear just in case we made an appearance or two. I took the opportunity to require them to pick out two ensuring that one of them matched me for each set. They smiled and meekly whispered ‘yes sir’ as they giggled.

When we returned to our suite it was too early for dinner. We had a light lunch while we were shopping. Jen suggested a run through Central Park, and we all agreed. We changed into our athletic gear and rode the elevator down to the ground floor. We walked into Central Park and stretched before starting our run. We had been jogging for just over an hour when we were shocked by a scream from a woman. We ran to the source and found two guys attacking a woman.

Jen took out the closest guy with a flying kick to his chest with her left foot and head with her right. I was certain that she broke his neck either with the kick or the impact it caused as he hit the ground. Dove and I hit the second guy at the same time. Well, I hit him with a clothesline using my right arm across his neck and Dove used a diving roll to hit him at his knees. I heard one crack as it dislocated from her impact, and I am confident that he too had a broken neck from my clothesline combined with Dove’s impact. Tammy was at the woman checking her out and reassuring her that she was going to be ok telling her who we were and that 911 had been called. Tammy had called 911 as soon as we saw what was going on and just left the line open. Two horse mounted police arrived in less than 2 minutes and I could hear sirens from cars approaching fast.

Amanda Brinne easy twin for Jeri Ryan turns out to be a currier carrying just over $200,000 in jewels. So, what first looked like an attempted rape might be turning into a robbery attempt. Amanda is an ex-Marine 2 years ago she was blown up in Iraq by a mortar attack and suffered minor back injuries. She got out on a medical discharge and had to work extra hard to regain her physical fitness, but she did it. She has no hard feelings for the USMC she was messed up and they did not have the time to wait for her to get back into shape. She got the currier job from the recommendation of her Gunnery Sergeant Randle Anderson who served under the owner retired Master Gunnery Sergeant Kevin Jackson. Kevin Jackson owner of ‘Jack’s or Better’ currier service was standing in front of Amanda 3 minutes after the police detective arrived and he was only 4 minutes behind the mounted police who were there in 2 minutes. I was impressed less than 10 minutes and the owner was at the scene. Amanda’s backup was found two blocks away with his throat cut about 5 minutes after the detective took everyone’s name and info so he could get statements later. That stopped everyone from leaving and caused us all to take a ride downtown. I called Mr. Takidi as we were getting into the police car. He only asked what station we were going to and said he would have a lawyer waiting for us at the police station.

Ms. Akiyoshi Takidi youngest daughter of Mr. Takidi was waiting for us at the desk sergeant’s desk as promised. She looks just like Brenda Song from “Nickelodeon’s Suite life” I was not sure how old he was, but she looked like she was only in her teens. I would guess her age at 18 or 19. She was just as good as her father. We did not even get past the desk sergeant, and she had all four of us standing with her. She was talking faster than an auctioneer and when she was finished the chief from this station was even apologizing to all of us. I asked her about Amanda, and she just told me to give her a minute. The girls and I sat down as Akiyoshi went up to the chief and began to speak a mile a minute again. He just put up his hands palms toward her shaking his head side to side for all of two minutes. Then Akiyoshi pulled out her cell phone and called I assume her father. She handed the phone to the chief. He spoke on the cell for a minute or so and handed it back then turned and yelled at a couple of police officers who soon brought Amanda out. Just then Kevin Jackson came into the station. Akiyoshi walked up to him handed him her card and turned to Amanda saying something quick and Amanda just nodded her head yes and said something back to her. The Chief said something then made a quick apology as Akiyoshi obviously reprimanded him shaking her finger at him. All three walked to us and Akiyoshi said “we are leaving for now” the four of us stood and followed them out of the station.