They Try Again
Copyright© 2012 by Lapi
Chapter 11
Nadia had returned to the War Room and stayed there watching the satellite feeds until the very end. In back of her she heard the sound of traditional European clapping. The Old Man led several of the Order in showing Nadia she had done well. She would later learn that those who were present were The Council and she had impressed them greatly. From start to the installation of the new leader had taken less than 30 days, whatever monies expended had been recovered from oil and gas given to the Russian and Turkish as appreciation for the support shown when all of Iran was under attack. Their actions would long be remembered and new embassies were soon established.
Now that Iran was not alone, perhaps some payback to Iraq was needed, it seemed the people were in support of such an action especially with Russian and Turkish support.
There was an old saying, strike while the iron is hot. So it was the belief of the Order, that Iraq should be the next target. The UN was no longer meaningful; everyone knew that Saddam had them over a barrel, oil barrel if you would. Many troops were in place already and the Old Man just told Nadya, Iraq next. You will get more help for this one. The Old man had decided that this would be Nadya's last great battle, for a while anyway. If she could pull this off, only her loyalty and honesty would need to be tested.
The old made a Sat call to Kentucky. "My friend" he said; "Yes Uncle we have been watching. Iraq?" He asked. "Yes' came the response. "When will you be ready?" It will take 3-5 months to ready everything." The old Man laughed, not a good laugh and quietly said; "We start in 3 days, you have 1 week to ready help for the Commander. Should it not be ready, your replacement will be expected to meet this date, should I delegate further or handle things my own way? I am not asking if you can do it, I am telling you that it will be done, it must be done, or..." He ended the call. Kids he thought, as he made several more calls.
Later that day a conference call was placed to the Kentucky head of a special agency, the aide announced the call saying; "Washington! Conference call."
He entered the room, had the shields drop into place and picked up the phone answering, "Brooks". A voice that he recognized started shouting at him; "Why the Hell did you tell your Uncle no. He asked you to do a simple thing. What did you say to him that he now wants you replaced, maybe even worse?"
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