It had been three days since my meeting with Feng when Colonel Nakov rang and asked me to come to his office at two PM. I nearly stuffed up my salute when I saw Nakov in the uniform of a Brigadier General and Arden in the uniform of a Colonel. "Congratulations on your promotions, Gentlemen," I said with as firm a voice as I could muster. Feng's uncle must...
My thanks to HDK for his review and commentary on the initial draft of this story. * From the sound of things that I had heard in my phone recording of him and Special Agent Fife, Supervisory Special Agent Emmett Van Horn was a real pussy hound who expended his seductive efforts on female contract employees--like my wife, Lana. And she was definitely in h...
That was her name, Angel, the meanest woman on Earth. She had made a fortune trafficking in women, children and drugs but had not caught our attention until she began to traffic in weapons. Angel was a public figure, heiress to a fortune; the public had no idea what her foreign "charities" were. Her local charities were legitimate and her city of Marseilles...
A Note From the Author: I lived in Armenia for two years (between 1995-97) as a Peace Corps volunteer. While I never visited NAGORNO-KARABAKH itself, I do recall being able to see the comet HALE-BOPP, which was visible to the naked eye for a record 18 months as it passed by our planet. In ancient times comets were always seen as harbingers of evil, and sinc...
Jessie's POV "How bad is this going to be," I asked Charles as he joined us in the back of our Excursion. The three vehicles we had brought down were filled with warriors, and those with carry permits were carrying. They would only go as far as the building security checkpoint; Charles and Sven would be the only ones going in with me. "You're going to stir...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God, Fathers and Sons, Fire In The Hole, Ethical Dilemmas. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much apprec...
Author's notes: Thank you again for reading. Your feedback has been welcome and greatly appreciated. This is the fifth of six chapters. Any medical and/or legal details in this story should not be considered factual. ** Mac woke to the buzzing of his alarm clock, and for a brief moment was surprised to find a warm body pressed against him. The disorient...
Summer had come to an end in Washington, DC. The leaves were beginning to change colors, and the air was cooler and more crisp. It was a welcome respite from the oppressive humidity that had hung over the area for most of August. School had started, which meant the tourists had gone. But for Matt, Megan, and Danielle, it was still business as usual. The only...
The call came just as she pulled the car door shut and was ready to draw the seatbelt across her lap. Marissa tapped her earpiece to answer, frustrated that she'd now likely get caught in the surge of morning traffic that seemed to emerge from nowhere at the stroke of eight. "Miss Logan, this is Michelle from Quantified Statistical Analysis Incorporated," s...
Chapter I: Aimless Wander Author's note: For those of you that may have seen a similar story before, this is a remake of an older story from my previous account, that I wanted to improve. In most places, they imagine the hell as some hot, burning cesspit of torture and sorrow. Hundreds of thousands of souls funneled down into a lake of fire, overwhelmed...