Chapter 5
TJ and Qiyanna lie
sweaty and tired on TJ's bed. TJ turns to Qiyanna and says 'Like I said no
other woman would be able to handle me.'
Qiyanna grins just as
TJ's beeper beeps. He grabs for it and looks at the message. 'Shit'. He jumps
out of bed and puts on his clothes. 'Make yourself at home. You know your way
around the base. Have to make a dash. They want a recon done. There's some
intel on insurgents to the south of us.'
Qiyanna frowns and
nods her head. He walks up to her and kisses her on her forehead. 'Be good while
I'm away.' He says and turns to walk out.
Qiyanna calls out to
him 'Better be back soon. You can't keep a wild woman like me starved too
long.'
TJ grins and walks
out.
He jogs his way to the
sit room. He recognizes the Colonel standing at the desk and another elderly
gentleman standing next to him. There is something about him that TJ can't
place.
'Ah TJ so nice of you
to come so quickly' says the Colonel. He motions him towards the gentleman next
to him. 'This is General Francois Reibery and he's here on assignment from
Interpol. He would like to have a word with you.' The Colonel turns to The
General. 'I shall leave the 2 of you alone now.'
The General replies
'Actually it’s a nice day outside and I'd like to take a walk and talk if
that's ok with Major James.'
'Fine with me
General.'
TJ and The General
leave the room and head towards the north of the base. They start walking
around the camp near the perimeter.
The General looks
around to make sure there was no one in earshot before he talks. 'Major what I
am going to discuss with you is of utmost importance and of high secrecy. Let
me finish and then you can ask me any question you'd like.'
'Ok sir' replies TJ
still trying to figure out why somebody at Interpol would want to talk to him.
'First let me properly
introduce myself. I am actually General Vladimir Bolchikov from the KGB.
Francois Reibery is a cover.'
TJ automatically
reaches for his gun.
'There is no need for
that Major. I actually have come here on a mission from Interpol. Let me
explain.'
'Go ahead. You better
have a good reason.'
'Oh I do. I'm here to
offer you a job with Interpol.'
'What?' replies a
startled TJ.
'The Interpol is
putting together a team of the finest soldiers and intelligence officers from
different agencies across the world. I was selected to head this team.'
'You're joking right?'
'No Major I'm not. If
you are interested I shall continue or else you are welcome to walk away.'
'I'd like to see what
you have to say. Who else is on the team? Why me?'
'You are the first
Major and the reason is you are one of the finest soldiers I've ever had the
priviledge of seeing in battle. You also know how to lead a covert team. I need
that.'
'You've seen me in
battle?'
'Oh Major there's a
lot the KGB knows that you people think we don't.'
TJ grunts.
'I was also thinking
maybe you can go back to your room and call the Lieutenant. You might want her
on the team as well.'
'What?'
'Don't be so
surprised. That's the power of this team.'
'But you said there's
nobody else.'
'No soldiers yes. But
I have this whiz kid on my tech team and a whole bunch of others who work to
maintain the facility specially designed for the team'
'Tell me more about
this team.'
'This unit is called
the Ghost Unit. It's a covert team as I mentioned before.
He produces a document
and holds it out to TJ. 'This is the red seal of the Director of Interpol. It's
for you if you choose to accept the offer.'
Trinnean looks down at
the letter in the General's hand. He recognizes the insignia of the Interpol.
He still is hesitant as to why they would need such a unit. The thought of
being part of a secret covert team definitely had a ring to it.
'What is the catch?'
asks TJ.
The General clears his
throat and says 'You have to die.'
TJ drops his jaw.
'What the f...' He gets interrupted by the General.
'Wait. Let me
explain.'
TJ nods his head
letting the General explain.
'Since we are taking
the best of the best from different agencies, each of you has already made a
name and an image for yourselves. Which means...'
'Which means we won't
be a covert team as our faces will be recognizable' continues TJ.
'That's right. Now do
you understand what I mean?' says the General.
'Yes. But how are you
going to stage a death? Not to mention the deaths of all the members of the team?'
'That is something we
will have to work on. I have another gentleman I need to go see who might be
able to help with that.'
'But General, would it
not be strange if top soldiers or agents from the top agencies all disappear or
are found dead?'
'Yes which is why we
will take a year or more to get the team fully operational. Till then you and
Lieutenant Okawa will help me put this team together should you both choose to
do so.'
'What makes you so
sure she'll want to join?'
'Well I'm not. The
convincing her is part of your job as I'm sure you'd like to have her on the
team.'
TJ grins. The General
stretches his hand out again. This time TJ takes the letter from the General.
'Count me in Sir.'
'I knew you'd say yes'
says the General. He shakes TJ's hand. 'Let me know after you speak to
Lieutenant Okawa and we'll take it from there.'
'I'm sure she'll say
yes as well General. So start the planning.'
The 2 men separate and
walk in opposite directions.
