over to the communications console. He keyed the radio microphone and yelled, “Mayday! Mayday! Base, this is Little Saint James. Send help! We can’t survive this storm! We’ll all die. Come help us, please!”
He didn’t want those assholes in the house to attempt to contact Base and override his Mayday. He reached into a jungle of wires in a patch panel next the communications console and ripped out a handful of wires. This effectively cut off the various runs of co-axial cables to the house. Not only couldn’t they send any messages; they could not receive any, nor listen to the weather radio or the satellite television feeds. The house was now totally cutoff from the outside world.
Manny managed a thin smile. Take that you miserable bastards. You’ve got no right to put us in this kind of danger!
He began repeating his Mayday message hoping Base would hear him and respond.
In the house, Lt. James ran to the front door and slammed it shut and bolted it. He yelled for Kim Danby and Dan Hoch, who came running from their duty positions in each wing of the house.
It was hard to hear anything over the roar of the wind and rain coming from the now empty window openings. A team had been quickly assembled and were busily attempting to nail boards across the openings.
“We’ve got a problem.” Lt James started. He explained how Manny Jenkins had run from the house. He was just about to discuss what they should do when one of the communications technicians ran in and whispered in his ear. Lieutenant James’ eyebrows lifted as he listened to the technicians report.
“Well team, we have another problem.” He said as the technician ran back to the communications room. “It appears that our boy Manny has hijacked the mobile van and has cut us off from any outside source of information. The communications folks know he sent at least on Mayday message before they lost the feeds.”
“We can assume he is still sending the SOS.” Lt. James ended.
Kim Danby jumped in, “Eh, Lieutenant, sir, I suggest we go get him and place him under restraints. He must be terrified of this storm. I know I am.”
Lt. James was surprised to hear his second in command being so open about her fears of the storm. He was impressed that she could be truthful even if it made her look weak or emotional (of which she was neither). For not the first time he took a good look at her and began to like what he saw more and more. Not only as a security officer, but also as a strong, challenging woman. It’s too bad about her relationship with Hoch. I might’ve tried to develop one with her myself! He mused.
The three quickly set about formulating a plan to secure the communications van and detain Jenkins. The plan was simple. The Lieutenant and Officer Hoch would storm the van with just their TASER weapons. Kim would take up a position outside the van in case, somehow, Jenkins managed to escape the men’s grasp and tried to run.
While the security team had been talking, Manny Jenkins had been busy with his own defenses. He had found a coil of number-twelve electrical cable. The cable carried three wires, a black, a white and a copper. He sliced the insulation from one end of the roll and tied the white wire to the metal floor grating just inside the entrance. This grating was intended to act like a doormat allowing anyone entering to wipe the mud from his or her shoes before stepping into the interior of the van.
The attached the black wire to the metal handle of the inner door to the communications compartment. A person entering the van would be standing on the grating while grabbing the interior door handle. That person would complete the electric circuit that Manny was creating between the grating and the door.
Manny unrolled the cable to the back of the auxiliary radio unit. He searched the circuit board until he found the input leads from the unit’s power supply. He quickly spliced the ends of the cable to
He didn’t want those assholes in the house to attempt to contact Base and override his Mayday. He reached into a jungle of wires in a patch panel next the communications console and ripped out a handful of wires. This effectively cut off the various runs of co-axial cables to the house. Not only couldn’t they send any messages; they could not receive any, nor listen to the weather radio or the satellite television feeds. The house was now totally cutoff from the outside world.
Manny managed a thin smile. Take that you miserable bastards. You’ve got no right to put us in this kind of danger!
He began repeating his Mayday message hoping Base would hear him and respond.
In the house, Lt. James ran to the front door and slammed it shut and bolted it. He yelled for Kim Danby and Dan Hoch, who came running from their duty positions in each wing of the house.
It was hard to hear anything over the roar of the wind and rain coming from the now empty window openings. A team had been quickly assembled and were busily attempting to nail boards across the openings.
“We’ve got a problem.” Lt James started. He explained how Manny Jenkins had run from the house. He was just about to discuss what they should do when one of the communications technicians ran in and whispered in his ear. Lieutenant James’ eyebrows lifted as he listened to the technicians report.
“Well team, we have another problem.” He said as the technician ran back to the communications room. “It appears that our boy Manny has hijacked the mobile van and has cut us off from any outside source of information. The communications folks know he sent at least on Mayday message before they lost the feeds.”
“We can assume he is still sending the SOS.” Lt. James ended.
Kim Danby jumped in, “Eh, Lieutenant, sir, I suggest we go get him and place him under restraints. He must be terrified of this storm. I know I am.”
Lt. James was surprised to hear his second in command being so open about her fears of the storm. He was impressed that she could be truthful even if it made her look weak or emotional (of which she was neither). For not the first time he took a good look at her and began to like what he saw more and more. Not only as a security officer, but also as a strong, challenging woman. It’s too bad about her relationship with Hoch. I might’ve tried to develop one with her myself! He mused.
The three quickly set about formulating a plan to secure the communications van and detain Jenkins. The plan was simple. The Lieutenant and Officer Hoch would storm the van with just their TASER weapons. Kim would take up a position outside the van in case, somehow, Jenkins managed to escape the men’s grasp and tried to run.
While the security team had been talking, Manny Jenkins had been busy with his own defenses. He had found a coil of number-twelve electrical cable. The cable carried three wires, a black, a white and a copper. He sliced the insulation from one end of the roll and tied the white wire to the metal floor grating just inside the entrance. This grating was intended to act like a doormat allowing anyone entering to wipe the mud from his or her shoes before stepping into the interior of the van.
The attached the black wire to the metal handle of the inner door to the communications compartment. A person entering the van would be standing on the grating while grabbing the interior door handle. That person would complete the electric circuit that Manny was creating between the grating and the door.
Manny unrolled the cable to the back of the auxiliary radio unit. He searched the circuit board until he found the input leads from the unit’s power supply. He quickly spliced the ends of the cable to
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