Lies beneath the truth
Chapter 14th
Having landed and refueled twice in the space of 12 hours. The plane was now back up into the air heading for Tehran, Iran. They would be landing 20 miles away from the communications center with Colonel Basir will be waiting for them.
Lee had come out of the bathroom throwing some cold water onto his face. When he comes out away the seats assigned. The agent watching him and the terrorist group stopped him quickly. "Scarecrow, you need to be careful here on end now. Colonel Baker is going to be keeping a close watch on you and your movements."
"Do you suspect that I might be an agent?" Stetson looked around to see if anyone was listening into their conversation.
"No, but I just suggest Scarecrow since you're an agent for a long time to watch your guard now that we will be landing soon. "
"No problem, I need to get back to my seat before Colonel Baker comes looking for me." Lee said with walking away, while the agent headed up the stairs to the lounge to clean and have everything stored away.
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Tehran, Iran Late night
Garshasp walked into the communications center to speak with Colonel Basir. He had a report in his hand when exactly the flight was going to land. Colonel Basir looked up from the communications terminal to see Garshasp hand him the report.
"Is everything all set with our troops to meet Colonel Baker and his group at the airport?" Colonel Basir says with sipping some of his cold water next to him. "Looks like they won't get here until morning with the security checks at the airport and traveling. "This will give me a chance to get in a few hours of sleep." He replied...
"I will take over sir. Go ahead and rest, I will let you know when they get here." Garshasp responded. "By the way I should have that classified report on Lee Stanton and his personal history and status for the State department."
"Excellent! At least we will know soon just who we really are dealing with." Colonel Basir state with a yawn getting up from his seat in front of the radio and other equipment. "Now if you will excuse me Garshasp."
Garshasp takes his seat in front of the radio that reach a long ways contacting all fraction groups throughout the globe.
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Billy had been in his office for almost an hour when he received a report on his terminal from Central Intelligence. It would seems that the terrorists were getting close to finding out Scarecrow's identity. Billy slammed his hand onto the wooden desk to feel the pain go right up his arm and shoulder. However the burning pain only lasted a few seconds before pushing the intercom to call in his staff to discuss options.
"Are you serious Billy? How in the world did they find out the truth?" Francine was livid for when it comes to her friend.
"I don't know Francine. But I have a feeling that someone in the State department that I known for a long time. Francine, do me a favor, we will need to set up a trap to catch this jackass in the act." He replied with extreme anger in his voice and demeanor. While he told the rest of his staff to leave with checking all of their sources on the streets and military.
"I will get started sir with setting it up with further snips of information to be released." Francine headed out to call the general at the State department.
Meanwhile Billy picked up the phone to call his wife Corinne to let her know that he wasn't coming home this evening with staying at IFF for a special case.
She picked up the phone just about ready to leave the house to visit friends. "Billy, what's going on really?" She asked even though it was highly classified.
"I can't tell you, Corinne. It's just too dangerous for me to tell you the information. It's for your own good, so do what is necessary to get through the day." Billy said over the phone worried etched on his forehead.
"Very well Billy, I understand. I was just leaving anyway to visit my sister and her friends at the apartment. Good luck darling, I hope everything will work out for the best." His wife says with concern before ending the call to head on out.
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Francine called her old friend Donald Taylor working for the C.I.A. She would give him the information since he was associated with General Moreland at the State department.
Dialing the number from her desk of the alcove. Donald picked up right away from his car phone on the way to meet with General Moreland for a meeting at the Blue Horizon salon in D.C. using the usual back room to discuss business.
"What is it Francine? I am meeting someone important to discuss C.I.A. business." He stated with annoyance in his tone.
"Listen to me, Donald and listen good. That's if you want to go to jail for the rest of your life. We know that you have been paying General Moreland of the State department working for the terrorist group of the Islamic Revolutionary Guard Corps in Tehran, Iran." She replied with choking on her words.
"How did you know?" He stopped the grey station wagon to the curve so to avoid having an accident.
"We know everything Donald. We need for you to help us out with getting this jackass and put him and his group in prison before certain key agents on the case will be killed in Tehran."
"What is it you want me to do Francine? I will help since I need to stay out of prison with a deal and protection, if possible?" Donald begged with trying to save his own neck.
"It's why I am calling. Listen to me for the next few moments before deciding on the next course of action to catch General Moreland in the act." Francine began to talk with the plan...
