on?”
“If you know so much about me, when did I last take a pee?” Jason asked.
The man laughed and extended his hand to Jason, who reluctantly shook it. “You’re much smaller than I expected, Jason, but I guess you are only twelve. Let me introduce myself. I’m Max Fisher I work for D.O.D.”
“D.O.D., what’s that? Dumbasses On Drugs? What do you want?” Jason asked.
Max grinned at Jason’s remark.
“That’s a good one Jason, but it actually stands for Department of Defense.”
“So, why do you know so much about me? I told the general I was defending Cowboy and I didn’t know it was the MPs I was hitting. They threw dirt in my eyes. I don’t want to get expelled. You don’t know what it’s like not having a mum, a real family. My father is always away at sea. I love it here at the academy. Why does the dodos have to get involved? I really want to stay here.”
“It’s D.O.D., Jason, and this has nothing to do with the brawl you got into at Camp Pendleton, although that has caused enough problems. Didn’t they tell you in Britain you would be contacted over here?”
“Yes but I thought by a...” Jason paused. “Em, No.” Jason was unsure what to say. He assumed he would be making contact with British intelligence. He scratched his head and sat on his bunk.
“You make a terrible liar, Jason. Don’t worry, my department works with the Brits and oversees most organizations here in the states, including the CIA. Jason, you are working for us. That’s why you’re here.”
“No, I’m here to go to school and just keep an ear to the ground,” Jason protested.
“And what would your father have said if we had asked if you could come in to the academy undercover?” Max asked. He sat next to Jason on the bunk.
“You’re the smart one, you already know my dad would have said no.”
“Exactly. So we came up with this, and it had the added benefit of bringing you to the world's top military academy where you could be among people more like yourself. Although you may have blown that with your fight at Pendleton, unless we can smooth it over.”
Chapter Thirteen
Max Fisher spoke to Jason for almost three hours briefing him on the mission. He told him he had originally wanted to make contact at the diner and arrange a meeting, but Jason’s paranoia spoilt that plan.
The United States government was working with a private company called Lockheed. They were building a new type of aircraft that could avoid enemy radar by a secret system called Echo 1. The aircraft would be built with flat panels that would be invisible to radar. The plane had the nickname of Stealth; the D.O.D was concerned that the details would get into the hands of the Russians or Chinese. They suspected a double agent was working and using the academy as cover.
Max would be working at the academy under cover as a new instructor teaching older students geography. The previous teacher became suddenly ill and left. They still needed Jason’s help as Max would be suspected, as he was new. Max would let Jason do the snooping around and work with him on any information they could gather to find the suspected mole.
Jason agreed to help if it meant he could stay at the academy, although Max told him that was not going to be easy. They needed to find a suitable punishment that would keep everyone happy and not raise suspicions.
The General smoothed things over with Fort Worth Military Academy. They agreed to let him deal with Jason Steed and concurred that Carver had started the trouble Jason and his friends had just been defending themselves. Camp Pendleton was a different matter; the wounded MP’s were embarrassed by the incident and exaggerated what Jason had done. Eventually they agreed to drop the matter as long as Jason Steed never returned to the games another year. He was banned for life.
Jason was allowed to return to his classes and confinement to his room was lifted. The dirty looks he was given by many of
“If you know so much about me, when did I last take a pee?” Jason asked.
The man laughed and extended his hand to Jason, who reluctantly shook it. “You’re much smaller than I expected, Jason, but I guess you are only twelve. Let me introduce myself. I’m Max Fisher I work for D.O.D.”
“D.O.D., what’s that? Dumbasses On Drugs? What do you want?” Jason asked.
Max grinned at Jason’s remark.
“That’s a good one Jason, but it actually stands for Department of Defense.”
“So, why do you know so much about me? I told the general I was defending Cowboy and I didn’t know it was the MPs I was hitting. They threw dirt in my eyes. I don’t want to get expelled. You don’t know what it’s like not having a mum, a real family. My father is always away at sea. I love it here at the academy. Why does the dodos have to get involved? I really want to stay here.”
“It’s D.O.D., Jason, and this has nothing to do with the brawl you got into at Camp Pendleton, although that has caused enough problems. Didn’t they tell you in Britain you would be contacted over here?”
“Yes but I thought by a...” Jason paused. “Em, No.” Jason was unsure what to say. He assumed he would be making contact with British intelligence. He scratched his head and sat on his bunk.
“You make a terrible liar, Jason. Don’t worry, my department works with the Brits and oversees most organizations here in the states, including the CIA. Jason, you are working for us. That’s why you’re here.”
“No, I’m here to go to school and just keep an ear to the ground,” Jason protested.
“And what would your father have said if we had asked if you could come in to the academy undercover?” Max asked. He sat next to Jason on the bunk.
“You’re the smart one, you already know my dad would have said no.”
“Exactly. So we came up with this, and it had the added benefit of bringing you to the world's top military academy where you could be among people more like yourself. Although you may have blown that with your fight at Pendleton, unless we can smooth it over.”
Chapter Thirteen
Max Fisher spoke to Jason for almost three hours briefing him on the mission. He told him he had originally wanted to make contact at the diner and arrange a meeting, but Jason’s paranoia spoilt that plan.
The United States government was working with a private company called Lockheed. They were building a new type of aircraft that could avoid enemy radar by a secret system called Echo 1. The aircraft would be built with flat panels that would be invisible to radar. The plane had the nickname of Stealth; the D.O.D was concerned that the details would get into the hands of the Russians or Chinese. They suspected a double agent was working and using the academy as cover.
Max would be working at the academy under cover as a new instructor teaching older students geography. The previous teacher became suddenly ill and left. They still needed Jason’s help as Max would be suspected, as he was new. Max would let Jason do the snooping around and work with him on any information they could gather to find the suspected mole.
Jason agreed to help if it meant he could stay at the academy, although Max told him that was not going to be easy. They needed to find a suitable punishment that would keep everyone happy and not raise suspicions.
The General smoothed things over with Fort Worth Military Academy. They agreed to let him deal with Jason Steed and concurred that Carver had started the trouble Jason and his friends had just been defending themselves. Camp Pendleton was a different matter; the wounded MP’s were embarrassed by the incident and exaggerated what Jason had done. Eventually they agreed to drop the matter as long as Jason Steed never returned to the games another year. He was banned for life.
Jason was allowed to return to his classes and confinement to his room was lifted. The dirty looks he was given by many of
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