Chapter 4 online, finally... Sorry I took a couple of extra days! Also thanks to Luis (Txito) the story has a name. It's called OPERATION: TERROR. Thanks, man!
Enjoy
LS
4HEATHROW INTERNATIONAL AIRPORTLONDON, ENGLAND
After almost 14 hours of flight the plane landed in England. Once the two agents got off of it, they seemed lost and tired. Especially Marcia. She had clear signs of jet lag and huge bags around her eyes. They walked to the arrivals section, where fellow CIA agent Stuart Mann was expecting them.
"Good afternoon, guys. Welcome to England" Stuart said.
"Stu? What the hell are you doing here?" Marcia asked. She was confused due to her lack of sleep.
"Benson spoke to me and the rest of the agents on the first flight here. What's wrong with you?"
"Jet lag" Stephen answered for her and looked up to the sky. It was grey and it looked like it was about to rain. Stu grabbed Marcia's bagsand the three of them walked to a car and drove off as Stu drove with Stephen by his side and while Marcia tried to sleep in the back.
Meanwhile as they drove off the stalker spotted them and got on the first taxi he found.
"Follow that car,please" he said and the driver started to follow them to the hotel at a close distance. He took out his cell phone and called O'Shea.
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NEWARK, NEW JERSEY
O'Shea's room was empty when the phone rang the first time, because he was outside the house going through the plan with Marko. Once he and his men drove off, O'Shea re-entered his room just as the phone rang loudly.
"Yes?"
"I'm in England"
"Good. Where are you now?"
"Following them to a downtown hotel. They're headed to The Royal. How's our plan going?"
"Marko just took off for Manhattan. It should be done in no more than three hours. Keep discrete" he said and hung up as he looked at pictures of Marcia and Gavin taken by one of his men.
"Let's see if the CIA is as tough as they think and say they are" he said and laughed.
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METROPOLITAN STATIONMANHATTAN, NEW YORK
Marko and his men entered the subway station, each carrying a backpack. Of course they were chacked to see if they were carrying any kind of dangerous objects. Their examinations came out clean and just kept on walking. Nobody noticed them and they got on the train just as many other people entered with them. They were going to be their victims. And they were just waiting for the right time to become martyrs. To prove to the american people that terrorism can come from any place. Not only from the russians, chinese or arabs, but from they were least expect it: their allies. The doors closed and the train moved as these men prayed in silence and started the last ride of their lives.
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LANGLEY, VIRGINIACIA HEADQUATERS
Director Benson had just arrived to the office due to health problems of one of his kids. He was reading an e-mail from Jacob O'Brien (the informant in Australia) that contained more information about this threat. Suddenly, Jen enters the room.
"Excuse me, sir. Agent Levine is on the phone for you" she said and walked away. Benson pushed a button on the speakerphone.
"Stephen. Did you and Crawford made it to England?"
"Yes, sir. Stu Mann was expecting us at Heathrow and right now we're in the Royal Hotel"
"Fine. How's Crawford?"
"Sleeping, sir. Jet lag"
"Good. I just got off the phone with Clive Forster. You're going to his house tomorrow and on wednesday. Everything you need to know about these guys... he has it"
"That's fine by us, sir"
"Tell Crawford that... Oh my God. Levine, turn on the TV!" Benson said as he looked at his own television set. At the hotel Levine did the same and they watched a breaking news report about an explosion that took place in the Manhattan subway.
"It's them. The ELA"
"They're trying to divert us from the big picture. I want ALL of you to investigate this"
"Yes, sir" Levine said and headed to the room Marcia was at. They all had 4 rooms , one of them for herself only. Stephen shook her until she woke up.
"Crawford? Crawford! Wake up, it's important!!!" he said while she slowly woke up.
"What's going on?" she said, mumbling.
"There was an explosion in the subway in Manhattan. We suspect it's the ELA. Benson wants us to investigate this further.You're in charge now"
"Give me 5 minutes, would you?" she said.
"What for?"
"To look more decent and alert". He walked away while she went to the bathroom and poured some water in her face. She then took off her clothes and took a relaxing shower.
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5 MINUTES LATER...
All agents were gathered in one of the rooms. From now on each one of them was going to play a part. Marcia would be the boss; Levine and Mann would be the ones behind the plans to avoid more attacks; Clark and Sloane would be the ones to execute those plans; and Moore would be the smart computer guy that was in charge of the research to complement the rest. Marcia asked for their silence as the rain in the outside was the background.
"Can I have your attention for just one sec? I just got word that there was an explosion at the Metropolitan Station in NY. Preliminary reports made by the press ans speculation by the goverment suggest that this was the work of arabic extremists. But we think it's the European Liberation Army. We need to find proof it was them. Will, look for it and you'll brief us later. Uh, also...I need to know who's coming to the Forster house with me tomorrow" Levine raised his hand at first.
"Okay... so that'll be all for now. We'll meet again if there's any updates" she said and headed to her room. When she was at the door, Stu stopped her.
"Why do you want us to form a plan against the ELA when we don't even know it was them?"
"Because we get paid to do that. I'm going out"
"You can't do that. One of us has to go with you"
"Right... Care to join me, Stu?" she said and he walked to where she was at.
"We'll be back in a while" he said and they left.
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"Can I drive? Or Benson took that away from me too?" Marcia asked as they got out of the hotel. The streets were empty because of the rain, and the outside was freezing. They got in a car with Stuart in the driver's seat.
"There's your answer" he said as he drove.
"Why did you want to get out when it's raining and I'm freezing my ass out here?"
"Two reasons: First, I'm sick of Levine and I wanted to get out of his sight for a while. And second, I wanted to get something to eat. I'm starving!" she said. Stu laughed at her comment.
"Can I ask you something? In the best spirits"
"Shoot"
"How you doing?"
"I'm fine. Why are you asking me that?"
"I know about the death threats, Marcia. Benson told me. And since I care for you, I'm asking you how you doing"
"Of course I'm scared. But in the other hand I'm calm and confident that this will be over soon. Thank you for your concern" Marcia said.
"Changing subjects: What do you want to eat?"
"I don't know. Maybe..." her speech was interrupted with a beep coming from her cell phone. It was a text message. It read: I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE UP TO. BUT YOU'RE NOT GONNA MAKE IT. When she read it her expression quickly turned to deep shock. Stuart caught a glimpse of her expression.
"What's wrong? Marcia... what's wrong?""
"Pull over" she said. Stuart did so.
"Read this" she said and handled the phone to him.
"Is this a threat?" Stu asked, concerned for her "superior's" well being.
"Or a warning. We need to cover our asses on Mr. Forster's questioning tomorrow"
"You're right. Do you want to return to the hotel?"
"Yeah. I already lost my appettite" she said. Stu turned around and headed back to the hotel.
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THAT NIGHT....THE ROYAL HOTELLONDON, ENGLAND.
Marcia was already in her room, eating something. She knew tomorrow was going to be a long, hard day and also knew that she had to protect herself, because whoever was threatening her would enjoy this chance to kill her. She brushed off those thoughts and looked through the window. She felt lonley and needed Gavin by her side. The only consolation for her was listening his voice over the phone.
"Hello?" Gavin's tired voice said on the phone.
"Hi sugar. I'm sorry if I woke you up. I still can't get used to the time zones"
"That's okay. How are you?"
"Tired. Tomorrow I have to interrogate a guy as part of this thing, and I'm really nervous"
"I know you're gonna be great. Just relax" Gavin advised his girlfriend without knowing Marcia's real situation.
"Thanks. I miss you so much"
"Me too... You need to rest for tomorrow, so I'll leave you now. Is that alright?"
"Sure. I'll call you tomorrow when I'm done"
"Okay. Love you"
"I love you too. Bye" Marcia said and hung up. Once she put her head against the pillow she fell asleep.
None of the agents suspect their comunications are being monitored, and that through this the ELA is about to ruin their plans...
TO BE CONTINUED.
Enjoy
LS
4HEATHROW INTERNATIONAL AIRPORTLONDON, ENGLAND
After almost 14 hours of flight the plane landed in England. Once the two agents got off of it, they seemed lost and tired. Especially Marcia. She had clear signs of jet lag and huge bags around her eyes. They walked to the arrivals section, where fellow CIA agent Stuart Mann was expecting them.
"Good afternoon, guys. Welcome to England" Stuart said.
"Stu? What the hell are you doing here?" Marcia asked. She was confused due to her lack of sleep.
"Benson spoke to me and the rest of the agents on the first flight here. What's wrong with you?"
"Jet lag" Stephen answered for her and looked up to the sky. It was grey and it looked like it was about to rain. Stu grabbed Marcia's bagsand the three of them walked to a car and drove off as Stu drove with Stephen by his side and while Marcia tried to sleep in the back.
Meanwhile as they drove off the stalker spotted them and got on the first taxi he found.
"Follow that car,please" he said and the driver started to follow them to the hotel at a close distance. He took out his cell phone and called O'Shea.
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NEWARK, NEW JERSEY
O'Shea's room was empty when the phone rang the first time, because he was outside the house going through the plan with Marko. Once he and his men drove off, O'Shea re-entered his room just as the phone rang loudly.
"Yes?"
"I'm in England"
"Good. Where are you now?"
"Following them to a downtown hotel. They're headed to The Royal. How's our plan going?"
"Marko just took off for Manhattan. It should be done in no more than three hours. Keep discrete" he said and hung up as he looked at pictures of Marcia and Gavin taken by one of his men.
"Let's see if the CIA is as tough as they think and say they are" he said and laughed.
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METROPOLITAN STATIONMANHATTAN, NEW YORK
Marko and his men entered the subway station, each carrying a backpack. Of course they were chacked to see if they were carrying any kind of dangerous objects. Their examinations came out clean and just kept on walking. Nobody noticed them and they got on the train just as many other people entered with them. They were going to be their victims. And they were just waiting for the right time to become martyrs. To prove to the american people that terrorism can come from any place. Not only from the russians, chinese or arabs, but from they were least expect it: their allies. The doors closed and the train moved as these men prayed in silence and started the last ride of their lives.
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LANGLEY, VIRGINIACIA HEADQUATERS
Director Benson had just arrived to the office due to health problems of one of his kids. He was reading an e-mail from Jacob O'Brien (the informant in Australia) that contained more information about this threat. Suddenly, Jen enters the room.
"Excuse me, sir. Agent Levine is on the phone for you" she said and walked away. Benson pushed a button on the speakerphone.
"Stephen. Did you and Crawford made it to England?"
"Yes, sir. Stu Mann was expecting us at Heathrow and right now we're in the Royal Hotel"
"Fine. How's Crawford?"
"Sleeping, sir. Jet lag"
"Good. I just got off the phone with Clive Forster. You're going to his house tomorrow and on wednesday. Everything you need to know about these guys... he has it"
"That's fine by us, sir"
"Tell Crawford that... Oh my God. Levine, turn on the TV!" Benson said as he looked at his own television set. At the hotel Levine did the same and they watched a breaking news report about an explosion that took place in the Manhattan subway.
"It's them. The ELA"
"They're trying to divert us from the big picture. I want ALL of you to investigate this"
"Yes, sir" Levine said and headed to the room Marcia was at. They all had 4 rooms , one of them for herself only. Stephen shook her until she woke up.
"Crawford? Crawford! Wake up, it's important!!!" he said while she slowly woke up.
"What's going on?" she said, mumbling.
"There was an explosion in the subway in Manhattan. We suspect it's the ELA. Benson wants us to investigate this further.You're in charge now"
"Give me 5 minutes, would you?" she said.
"What for?"
"To look more decent and alert". He walked away while she went to the bathroom and poured some water in her face. She then took off her clothes and took a relaxing shower.
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5 MINUTES LATER...
All agents were gathered in one of the rooms. From now on each one of them was going to play a part. Marcia would be the boss; Levine and Mann would be the ones behind the plans to avoid more attacks; Clark and Sloane would be the ones to execute those plans; and Moore would be the smart computer guy that was in charge of the research to complement the rest. Marcia asked for their silence as the rain in the outside was the background.
"Can I have your attention for just one sec? I just got word that there was an explosion at the Metropolitan Station in NY. Preliminary reports made by the press ans speculation by the goverment suggest that this was the work of arabic extremists. But we think it's the European Liberation Army. We need to find proof it was them. Will, look for it and you'll brief us later. Uh, also...I need to know who's coming to the Forster house with me tomorrow" Levine raised his hand at first.
"Okay... so that'll be all for now. We'll meet again if there's any updates" she said and headed to her room. When she was at the door, Stu stopped her.
"Why do you want us to form a plan against the ELA when we don't even know it was them?"
"Because we get paid to do that. I'm going out"
"You can't do that. One of us has to go with you"
"Right... Care to join me, Stu?" she said and he walked to where she was at.
"We'll be back in a while" he said and they left.
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"Can I drive? Or Benson took that away from me too?" Marcia asked as they got out of the hotel. The streets were empty because of the rain, and the outside was freezing. They got in a car with Stuart in the driver's seat.
"There's your answer" he said as he drove.
"Why did you want to get out when it's raining and I'm freezing my ass out here?"
"Two reasons: First, I'm sick of Levine and I wanted to get out of his sight for a while. And second, I wanted to get something to eat. I'm starving!" she said. Stu laughed at her comment.
"Can I ask you something? In the best spirits"
"Shoot"
"How you doing?"
"I'm fine. Why are you asking me that?"
"I know about the death threats, Marcia. Benson told me. And since I care for you, I'm asking you how you doing"
"Of course I'm scared. But in the other hand I'm calm and confident that this will be over soon. Thank you for your concern" Marcia said.
"Changing subjects: What do you want to eat?"
"I don't know. Maybe..." her speech was interrupted with a beep coming from her cell phone. It was a text message. It read: I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE UP TO. BUT YOU'RE NOT GONNA MAKE IT. When she read it her expression quickly turned to deep shock. Stuart caught a glimpse of her expression.
"What's wrong? Marcia... what's wrong?""
"Pull over" she said. Stuart did so.
"Read this" she said and handled the phone to him.
"Is this a threat?" Stu asked, concerned for her "superior's" well being.
"Or a warning. We need to cover our asses on Mr. Forster's questioning tomorrow"
"You're right. Do you want to return to the hotel?"
"Yeah. I already lost my appettite" she said. Stu turned around and headed back to the hotel.
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THAT NIGHT....THE ROYAL HOTELLONDON, ENGLAND.
Marcia was already in her room, eating something. She knew tomorrow was going to be a long, hard day and also knew that she had to protect herself, because whoever was threatening her would enjoy this chance to kill her. She brushed off those thoughts and looked through the window. She felt lonley and needed Gavin by her side. The only consolation for her was listening his voice over the phone.
"Hello?" Gavin's tired voice said on the phone.
"Hi sugar. I'm sorry if I woke you up. I still can't get used to the time zones"
"That's okay. How are you?"
"Tired. Tomorrow I have to interrogate a guy as part of this thing, and I'm really nervous"
"I know you're gonna be great. Just relax" Gavin advised his girlfriend without knowing Marcia's real situation.
"Thanks. I miss you so much"
"Me too... You need to rest for tomorrow, so I'll leave you now. Is that alright?"
"Sure. I'll call you tomorrow when I'm done"
"Okay. Love you"
"I love you too. Bye" Marcia said and hung up. Once she put her head against the pillow she fell asleep.
None of the agents suspect their comunications are being monitored, and that through this the ELA is about to ruin their plans...
TO BE CONTINUED.
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