Wings of Steele - Flight of Freedom (Book2) by Jeffrey Burger Page A
Authors: Jeffrey Burger
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disrupt reception. Also, assume your home phone is not secure - same with your cell phone.”
By the time the call ended her head was swimming. She looked up and down the beach, she was sure he could see her but it looked deserted. Had the jogger just been a jogger? She walked slowly back across the beach to the deck, Gus circling her with his favorite Frisbee. Was the pizza guy just a pizza guy? All of a sudden everyone she saw throughout the day became suspect... mailman, people on the beach, landscapers, lady walking her dog... she felt slightly nauseous.
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Lisa decided it was time; Nina was going to have to know what was going on. If things went sideways it would be better for her to be mentally prepared and understand what was at stake. She felt Nina's eyes on her as she re-entered the house from her walk at the water's edge and tried to project an air of calm - though she wasn't so sure she was pulling it off. She toweled off Gus' legs and he danced around with his worn Frisbee.
“Everything OK? You look a little...” Lisa shot Nina a look and putting finger to lips, signaled her to stop talking, waving her to follow out to the garage. They climbed into Lisa's little SUV parked next to Jack's Cobra, closing the doors. “OK, you're being a little weird and it's starting to freak me out.”
“ Sorry,” began Lisa, fighting a wave of paranoia that the events had unleashed. “You're right, there's something going on and it affects both of us.” Threatening to overrun her common sense and posing serious trust issues, she fought it back, “The man who called...”
“ Phil Cooper?”
“ Yeah, he's with the FBI...”
“ I remember him now,” interrupted Nina, “he was the suit that visited when Jack showed up...”
Yeah, well he wanted me to know we're being watched...”
“What? Wait, wait... why? And by who?”
“ I wasn't really clear on that, he said something about men in black and there was more than one group...”
“ What the hell does that mean?”
Lisa shook her head, “I don't know. But what he was clear about was that we were to stay put for a few days. So, no work for you the rest of the week, you stay home.”
Nina groaned and stomped her feet on the floor of the SUV like a child, “No no no, I have houses to do... I'm going to lose clients.”
“ No you won't. You call them, tell them you're sick and need to stay home. You'll get back to them next week... ”
Nina sighed, laying her head back on the headrest, letting her body go limp, “Something tells me this is all your brother's fault...”
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Doctor Brodermeyer shooed the maid away and answered the door himself, mustering all the courage that he had as he opened the door. “Colonel...” his voice trailed off, he hadn't expected the entourage to be quite so large.
Viktor Restonovich pushed the door open and shouldered past the Doctor without saying a word, the six other men following him into the house, bags in hand.
Brodermeyer did his best to be forceful and commanding but it fell well short of its intended mark, “Victor this is unacceptable...”
Restonovich adjusted his fresh gray track suit and leaned close so he only had to whisper, “Do not make me to do something you regret Doktor.” Brodermeyer tried to back away from the noxious cloud of cologne, but met the frame of the large Russian standing behind him. The Colonel ceremoniously lit a cigarette and blew the smoke into his face, “Now be good boy and go amuse self, we need to be working.” He motioned to the others to move out to the patio, “Go.”
“ I don't quite understand what you're doing here Colonel, why it's so important for you to spy on that house - and why I have to be so inconvenienced ,” he eyed one of the Colonel's men chatting with his maid Carmella, “I've had to cancel all of my patient appointments - do you have any idea how much money that is costing me...?”
“ You try my patience,
By the time the call ended her head was swimming. She looked up and down the beach, she was sure he could see her but it looked deserted. Had the jogger just been a jogger? She walked slowly back across the beach to the deck, Gus circling her with his favorite Frisbee. Was the pizza guy just a pizza guy? All of a sudden everyone she saw throughout the day became suspect... mailman, people on the beach, landscapers, lady walking her dog... she felt slightly nauseous.
■ ■ ■
Lisa decided it was time; Nina was going to have to know what was going on. If things went sideways it would be better for her to be mentally prepared and understand what was at stake. She felt Nina's eyes on her as she re-entered the house from her walk at the water's edge and tried to project an air of calm - though she wasn't so sure she was pulling it off. She toweled off Gus' legs and he danced around with his worn Frisbee.
“Everything OK? You look a little...” Lisa shot Nina a look and putting finger to lips, signaled her to stop talking, waving her to follow out to the garage. They climbed into Lisa's little SUV parked next to Jack's Cobra, closing the doors. “OK, you're being a little weird and it's starting to freak me out.”
“ Sorry,” began Lisa, fighting a wave of paranoia that the events had unleashed. “You're right, there's something going on and it affects both of us.” Threatening to overrun her common sense and posing serious trust issues, she fought it back, “The man who called...”
“ Phil Cooper?”
“ Yeah, he's with the FBI...”
“ I remember him now,” interrupted Nina, “he was the suit that visited when Jack showed up...”
Yeah, well he wanted me to know we're being watched...”
“What? Wait, wait... why? And by who?”
“ I wasn't really clear on that, he said something about men in black and there was more than one group...”
“ What the hell does that mean?”
Lisa shook her head, “I don't know. But what he was clear about was that we were to stay put for a few days. So, no work for you the rest of the week, you stay home.”
Nina groaned and stomped her feet on the floor of the SUV like a child, “No no no, I have houses to do... I'm going to lose clients.”
“ No you won't. You call them, tell them you're sick and need to stay home. You'll get back to them next week... ”
Nina sighed, laying her head back on the headrest, letting her body go limp, “Something tells me this is all your brother's fault...”
■ ■ ■
Doctor Brodermeyer shooed the maid away and answered the door himself, mustering all the courage that he had as he opened the door. “Colonel...” his voice trailed off, he hadn't expected the entourage to be quite so large.
Viktor Restonovich pushed the door open and shouldered past the Doctor without saying a word, the six other men following him into the house, bags in hand.
Brodermeyer did his best to be forceful and commanding but it fell well short of its intended mark, “Victor this is unacceptable...”
Restonovich adjusted his fresh gray track suit and leaned close so he only had to whisper, “Do not make me to do something you regret Doktor.” Brodermeyer tried to back away from the noxious cloud of cologne, but met the frame of the large Russian standing behind him. The Colonel ceremoniously lit a cigarette and blew the smoke into his face, “Now be good boy and go amuse self, we need to be working.” He motioned to the others to move out to the patio, “Go.”
“ I don't quite understand what you're doing here Colonel, why it's so important for you to spy on that house - and why I have to be so inconvenienced ,” he eyed one of the Colonel's men chatting with his maid Carmella, “I've had to cancel all of my patient appointments - do you have any idea how much money that is costing me...?”
“ You try my patience,
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