Chapter 29: Doesn't Happen to Nicer Guys

Chief Master Sergeant Luther Masterson had time to think on the drive back to Eglin Air Base. Masterson mulled over the list of people who knew that Trey was being enslaved. He kept coming up with the same name: Captain Sonny Bower, the commander of the Air Force Security Squadron guarding Eglin Air Base. Bare suspicion wasn't enough. Masterson planned a trap.

"Colonel, I need your help," the chief master sergeant said as the base's front gate came into view. "I need two things from you. I suspect that one of our guys sent that suicide bomber after Lieutenant Venters--I mean Slave Trey. I need you to order an unannounced security exercise and close the base. Nobody leaves without your permission. Then I need you to tell Captain Bower that there was an explosion at the PAM compound just as you were driving up. Let's see what happens then."

At another section of the base Captain Sonny Bower was sitting in his quarters watching the Naked Sports Channel. Two muscular naked women were squared off on a wrestling mat. A whistle blew and both women charged each other. Captain Bower flinched when they collided. He muttered something about unrealistic wrestling techniques as the two women fell to the mat. The women rolled around, flashing their hairy pussies as they groped each other. One woman managed to get the second in a scissors hold--her legs were around the other woman's waist. The other woman shoved one and then two fingers into the first woman's pussy and began sucking her breast. Suddenly the phone rang in Captain Bower's quarters, interrupting his entertainment.

"Captain Bower," the captain said as soon as he grabbed his phone. The voice on the other end identified herself as the staff duty officer. The woman said that there had been an explosion at the Pensacola Amazon Militia (PAM) compound and as a precaution Elgin was going on lock-down with an unannounced security exercise. "I'll be right there. Give me 20 minutes."

Bower was in his private car in under three minutes. He had rehearsed his escape several times. As Bower left, he saw multiple Military Police vehicles heading toward the Bachelor Officer Quarters (BOQ) with flashing lights but no sirens.

"The gates are closed," Bower thought to himself, "but I'm not using a gate."

Seven minutes from the time he hung up the phone in his BOQ Captain Bower had pulled up to Hangar 13. The hangar doors opened for him as he scurried toward Hank Dalton's sky car. Captain Bower's hand held a remote control--a few key strokes and the sky car's canopy opened.