Hard Case VII - Red Waves (John Harding Series Book 7) by Bernard Lee DeLeo

stupid cat videos in hits. I must step up my game. Thank you, Lynn.”
    “I have a great idea, Kabong,” Lynn said, rooting around in the equipment bag. She retrieved a black t-shirt, holding it spread out to display the front illustration. A skull wearing a red, white, and blue flag bandana scowled from the material with the lettering ‘I am the Infidel Allah warned you about!’. “I’ll wear this with my flag bandana over my face. You can introduce me as ‘Crusader Crue’, a technical torture specialist briefly assigned to show the ‘Unholy Trio’ a new way to extract information.”
    “That will be incredible, Lynn!” Cala excitedly yanked on John’s arm. “Why cannot I, Cleaner Cala, become active in these movies?”
    “We will consider your request, my love,” John acquiesced immediately. “That t-shirt is striking, Lynn. We shall film it exactly as you direct. Can you let us know where you acquired the t-shirt? I believe the ‘Unholy Trio’ shall adopt it as our uniform choice, right Muerto?”
    “Absolutely,” Nick agreed.
    “I’ll send you the link,” Lynn replied. “I get into trouble when I wear it. Clint and I took the baby to shop at the mall near us for a special baby carriage we saw on-line. Three refugees took exception and started harassing us.”
    “We don’t know if they were refugees,” Clint said.
    “They looked like refugees. Anyway, I handed Clint Jr. over to his Dad, and told them to come get some. Clint ruined my fun by kicking one in the head, knocking him out cold, so I only had two of them to beat senseless. I hardly worked up a sweat.”
    “He was going to blindside you, Dear.”
    “Anyway, mall security showed up at the end of my infidel training session. We had witnesses and FBI badges so mall security took care of it. My pupils didn’t want to press the issue. Some onlookers took movies for YouTube. They’re all under ‘Woman Infidel Schools Turd World Jerks’. Let’s make movies, boys. I’ll bring you with me on a film shoot down in LA, Cala. We have a pet project called ‘Hollywood Bounty Hunters’ you’ll enjoy seeing filmed.”
    “Yes! I have seen all the episodes. You are of course Lynn Montoya Dostiene who gets the Director credits. It all makes sense now. I love your series.”
    Gus was driving into John’s Carmel Valley residence by the time Cala acknowledged Director Dostiene. Clint and I sometimes were called on to act as FBI agents taking charge of fugitives we set up for the ‘Hollywood Bounty Hunters’ to capture for an episode. We weren’t allowed by Director Dostiene to speak. I’m thinking of calling my agent.
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    Bibi screamed uncontrollably. She minutes ago watched Lynn instruct the ‘Unholy Trio’ in how to insert the acupuncture needles into Bibi’s heel. Once Lynn hooked the electrical current and heating attachments, Bibi cried out in horror. Then the horror started in earnest after a brief introduction of ‘Crusader Crue’ with the ‘Unholy Trio’, done I thought with excellent drama by El Kabong. Clint filmed while I enjoyed the eerie music light show in their special interrogation facility. Did I have any compassion for the female terrorist drone we stopped from executing an untold number of innocent people? Ah… no. I looked forward to possibly learning a name we could check further into regarding the Starlight assault.
    Lynn shut down her information extractor after a minute in hell for Bibi. She lost consciousness. Lynn looked amazing as ‘Crusader Crue’. I could tell Clint enjoyed his wife’s performance and appearance more than in the past movie interludes by the concentration on his face. A couple of minutes after beginning a video, Clint would usually begin smiling while glancing around whatever scene we were in. Not today. I think the fact Clint and Lynn uncovered the plot in somewhat lucky circumstances bothered the couple. They proceeded now with thoroughness in hopes of depending on as little luck as