The Somali Deception Episode IV (A Cameron Kincaid Serial)

The Somali Deception Episode IV (A Cameron Kincaid Serial) by Daniel Arthur Smith

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THE SOMALI
DECEPTION
    EPISODE IV
     
     
    By
    Daniel Arthur Smith
     

 
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    This book
is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely
coincidental.   The characters are
productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.

 
    The Somali Deception
    EPISODE IV
    Original Copyright © 2010 by
Daniel Arthur Smith
    Copyright © 2013 by Daniel
Arthur Smith
    All rights reserved Holt Smith
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    * * * * *
     
    For Susan, Tristan, &
Oliver, as all things are.
    &
    To all of the others that choose
to use crayons to color their rainbows.
     
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    Table of
Contents
    EPISODE
IV
    Chapter 57
    Chapter 58
    Chapter 59
    Chapter 60
    Chapter 61
    Chapter 62
    Chapter 63
    Chapter 64
    Chapter 65
    Chapter 66
    Chapter 67
    Chapter 68
    Chapter 69
    Chapter 70
    Chapter 71
    Chapter 72
    A Note from the Author
    About the Author
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EPISODE IV
     
     
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Chapter 57
    Gstaad, Switzerland
     
     
    The Volvo was travelling far
faster than the posted limit, and as they traversed the incline of the winding
road, Pepe continued to accelerate.   The engine loaded RPMs onto each gear in succession, amplifying the
illusion of speed and momentum.   Cameron felt the sensation of being thrust up, out, and around the
curves.   He would have preferred to
drive yet had to defer to Pepe.   Before leaving Paris, Pepe had secured the car, so there was never a
question or an option for Cameron to do more than ease back and take in the
Alps.
    Of things to see in the world,
the scenery of the Alps was among the most beautiful.   A Mozart sonata filled the car.   Cameron tapped his knee to the
exhilarating tempo.   The thinner air
of the higher elevation gave the shimmering surface of Lake Geneva a fairy tale
glisten.   The iconic Alps, the
pastoral valleys, and glacier groomed slopes, were all postcard perfect.   From the French Alps through the Swiss,
the villages became evermore ornate.   Even the jumbled architecture of Montreux, spanning from medieval
snapshots of eras past to modern symbols of culture and the utmost wealth, had
an enticing appeal.
    Cameron and Pepe would soon
arrive at their destination in the Bernese Oberland, a fairy tale in the Alps,
brought to life by the architectural wonders of the Gstaad super rich.   Each chalet a paradise, an oasis, a
manifestation of the vanity of artisans, architects, and interior designers
with no budget limitation.   The
breathtaking uniform chalets, ornately carved from local wood, each hid a
literal underground to which Cameron was familiar.   The picture perfect facades, a modest
three-meters above the surface, hid high-tech fortresses, five times as large,
in the depths of Oberbort, Gstaad’s most fashionable area.   Reinforced by nuclear bomb proof
concrete, these mansions under the earth held in their bellies, swimming pools,
fitness centers, spas, movie theaters, vintage car stocked garages, and wine
cellars large enough to store a small vineyard.   Cameron had been here several times
before, as a chef, and to play, and years ago as an agent.   Quieter than St. Moritz, and far more
exclusive, the unscrupulous found comfort amongst celebrity and wealth.
    Five minutes from the Gstaad
Palace hotel, the valley’s monument to

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