They had researched us thoroughly – and especially me – and it showed in the conversation over lunch. I no longer felt uncomfortable in a room full of questioning brass. There was a time that I would have barely eaten at all, afraid I would make a mistake or say the wrong thing. But now it was almost fun.
Some questions were direct, some not so but they were on a ‘fill in the blank’ hunt for information. We answered carefully and often with questions of our own to which the response was often, “I can’t talk about that.”
The question they were pushing hard for answers to, “What was your connection to the agency?” The only answer I would give is that we were on the contractor list to supply flight services on request. When he tried to dig deeper with “Such as?” I used his answer, “I can’t talk about that.” That drew chuckles from around the table that he did not like.
Then there was a follow-up statement, “You seem to have some college security contracts in areas that are of high interest, did you have help in selecting which colleges to supply services to?”
“No, any college that wants our services sends in a request and an evaluation starts from that,” I replied.
“And the labor supplied for that?” he asked.
“Applications, testing, interviewing; all done in-house,” I replied.
The main course was being served and that ended that line of discussion, at least for awhile. I was just finishing up when my cell rang with a blocked number. I excused myself and backed away from the table to take it.
This time it was Rodney and the conversation was in Arabic. He called to inform me that the first part of the operation this morning had gone smoothly. When I turned back to the table everyone was looking at me. The conversation in Arabic had raised eyebrows.
Dessert was next served. Hot apple pie with ice cream – my favorite! I had finished the last fork-full when my cell rang again. This time it was Eric and the conversation in German. Again I stepped away as Eric asked if something should go south, could either of those girls kill.
Sie verfügen über beide gewesen geschult Janicehat sich getötet bevor wenn man ist erforderlichsie warden tun es nochmals,” I replied.
What I had said in German was, “They have both been trained. Janice has killed before – if it is needed she will do it again.”
I was sure that Ty and Kathryn had run a thousand what if scenarios by them when they were in Rochester for them to even be considered as possible recruits for the agency. It had possibly been discussed this morning, also. No planning session was complete without the possibility of what ifs that are not covered. Eric was looking for confirmation.
To add to that we had conversations of our own after I got the impression that the agency may be interested in them. I had asked the question, “Could you kill if the earpiece told you to as part of an operation?”
Just as I finished that statement an officer on the other side of the table who must have understood German choked on his dessert. It took two of his buddies to get him straight. Then three or four officers walked around the corner with him asking, “What happened? She said WHAT!”
Marcy asked, “What did you say?”
“We should talk about that later,” I replied. “We need to go to Jenny’s quarters.”
I extended thanks to the General for the tour and lunch and we went to Jenny’s guest quarters before they had a chance to get their thoughts together.
Jenny had let it be known in her calls to us back at the gym that she hated the regular mess food that was being served to the court by the base. We had brought several coolers of foods that she had requested, with the coolers packed with dry ice. Some of the more immediately needed things we unpacked and put in the refrigerator freezer. When there was no room for any more, we condensed the coolers, and then finished topping off the dry ice from the empty cooler. We had bought the very best coolers we could find. They were very expensive; the literature that came with them said they would keep food frozen for seven days with dry ice.
With us swapping out every two or three days we could keep the food and dry ice filled.
Jenny wanted steaks again; we had brought plenty. I guess that was her food craving for a while. There was a gas grill on the attached deck. Jenny had said that it looked OK.
I went out to check it out and the gas supply. It was a permanent setup. It was a hard plumbed into buried gas lines and it looked like steak was for supper tonight along with sweet potatoes, green beans and pop-top biscuits. The frozen stuff was out on the counter thawing out.
We were sitting out on the deck enjoying the sun when Marcy asked what I had said that caused the officer to choke on his lunch.
“Rodney was the first one to call to say the first part of the sting went well. Eric was the second one to call. He wanted to know if either of the two girls could kill if the operation went south when they went back for the cards and to arrest the bunch,” I said.
“I told him that both had been trained, Janice had killed before and would do it again if needed. I guess the major understood enough German to understand what I said,” I replied.
“Do you really think she could do that?” Marcy asked.
“Janice has already proved that she will do whatever is necessary to defend herself and her partners. I am sure there were plenty of conversations when Ty and Kathryn were at Rochester those few days and in the gym when we were not around. They had faith in both of them to make the recommendation to the agency,” I replied.
I had expected some kind of repercussions from my overheard conversation but none came this day. The steaks were great and the bonding helped Jenny recover from the week of high stress.
It was late in the afternoon when Eric called back with the update we were anxiously waiting on. The conversation was in German again.
“We have been busy. The arrest had complications and the van was a trove of information. Those two girls demonstrated quite well that you had trained them. The two suspects in the van tried run over them to get out of it and that did not work so well for them.” he said. “They could not stop talking as long as we agreed to keep the girls away from them.”
“Janice and Sly were back on the Island at 9 PM. I want to meet with you and them Monday evening,” he said before ending the call.
After Saturday night there was no doubt that the old tale about being pregnant making a woman hornier being true and possibly the one about absence making the heart grow fonder as well. It was a good thing that I had packed our favorite breakfast foods in the coolers. We were all going to need all the energy we could for tomorrow.
After breakfast – with little to do today after we did all our routine business checks but sit and socialize – I had a brain flash.
“Let’s play a word game for a while just for fun. Each of you says a word that you use in your everyday conversations and I will say the German word for it, then we will do sentences. It will be our own German class so you girls can understand these conversations and then later on we will expand to the other languages,” I said.
We spent all afternoon and most evening with the game that turned hilarious, especially when Jenny decided she was horny again.
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