Chapter 65: The Shadow War Part 2
"Alright with the pictures you took of Shayfee's boat, we have determined that he's using his yacht as a vessel to smuggle coke and heroin into the country" Pierce informed the three of the information he found "What? Is he just keeping it onboard his boat just to unloaded it?" Sunny questioned "We actually determined that there's a miniture robotic submarine that they use to smuggle it in and out of the country" Pierce brought up a picture of the submarine "Pretty impressive" Chelsea touts "You know where he get's his stuff?" Geraldine asked as she raised her hand.
"We're still trying to determine where they're getting it from" Pierce turned off the projector "So what do you us to do? Just search all over Blaine County until we find it?" Sunny sarcastically asked "Actually it's going to be a bit trickier than" he turns to them "One of you is going to disguise yourself as a crew member and sneak on board to put a listening and device onboard to plant it".
"What kind of disguise to be exact?" Sunny asked as she sipped her water "It's a harbor pilots uniform, it has to be one of you" he looked at them "Only one of us?" Geraldine looked around "The other two will wait in the water with diving gear for the extraction".
Pierce pulled out the device "You need to put this in a discreet location, it can't be in his room because it's usually under lock and key. Wherever you put it make sure it's turned on". Sunny picked up the device "Just curious, where's this prick going to be?".
"The good thing is Reza is going to be off the boat for a couple of hours, it gives you some time to plant this thing", Chelsea raised her hand "Just exactly where is this submarine thing located exactly? If one of us is going to be extracted we got to at least know where it is". Pierce brought up the image "The sub is located at the bottom of the yacht. In order to open it there should be a switch that opens the door, once that hatch is open swim to the extraction point".
Pierce turned off the screen "Be cautious of his security. They're not to be messed with. These pricks served with the Basij and some have seen action in Syria, so be extra careful". As soon as they got outside Sunny looked to Geraldine and Chelsea "Okay, so one of us is going on that boat" she says as reaches into her pocket "Well what's your suggestion? Flip a coin or something?" Chelsea remarked.
"Actually yeah" Sunny pulled a quarter out "I can't really fucking believe we're deciding this on a coin toss" Chelsea rolled her eyes "Well if it was you, we would probably be shooting each other or beating the crap out of one another" Sunny says as she readied the toss "Okay, ready? Heads or tails?".
She flipped the coin.
"Heads" Chelsea called her prediction.
"Tails" Sunny calls her prediction.
"Tails" Geraldine called her prediction.
The coin lands on the ground.
"Heads. Goddamn it" Chelsea cursed "Well you're it, now remember you got to play the part. Meaning you have to sound like a local". Chelsea looked back at Sunny confused "Local? I am a local" Chelsea snorts "You can't talk like an Australian" Sunny tells her "Okay, how do you want me to talk?" Chelsea coyly asked "I don't know, like a hard working mechanic" Sunny suggests.
Chelsea tried to sum her best voice "Hey y'all! I'm your harbor pilot! Give me a thumbs up!" Chelsea gave her best impersonation of mock Southern accent. Sunny and Geraldine looked at each other while trying to hold in their laughter "Uh it's a start" Sunny tried her best to not laugh.
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"Hey ya'lls balls!" Chelsea tried again with her mock Southern accent "Hey ya'll!" she tried again.
Sunny and Geraldine picked out their wetsuits for the mission.
"This is the first time I've been diving, not really familiar with this" Sunny says as she looked at the regulator "Look it's easy, just breathe in slow then breathe out slow again" Geraldine instructs "You don't look like the diving type Geraldine, where'd you learn?" Sunny was amazed that Geraldine knew some diving "Oh I just picked up around the time I got my boat" Geraldine lied as she knew where she learned diving.
"Just remember when you come back up, do it slowly or else you'll get the bends" Chelsea walked towards "Guessin' you got some experience?" Geraldine asked "I took up diving after my time in the army, got certified after a long course" Chelsea handed Sunny her mask.
"Finally nailed your accent?" Sunny wondered "Yeah, finally managed to get a decent enough accent" Chelsea boasted "What'd you think of my voice?" she gave a decent enough southwestern accent "You sound like a park ranger but it's good enough" Sunny tells her.
"You said your friend gave you some diving equipment right?" Geraldine asked "I wouldn't say gave but yeah, it's a couple of water scooters and an extra tank for mysel".
Chelsea handed Sunny a flipper "Just make sure you're down there waiting for me" she handed a diving knife to Sunny "You act like we're just going to leave you behind or something" Sunny took the knife "Well it's been a while since I been on a thing like this" Chelsea clenched her dog tags "Hope I can pull that accent off".
"Look. you worry too much" Geraldine says as she picked up her masks "Just put whatever Pierce wants you to put in and dive out from that entrance below" Sunny patted Chelsea on the shoulder "Next time. one of you is going to do this" Chelsea scoffed.
A Day Later
Chelsea boarded the yacht in full disguise. She felt more like an underpaid mechanic with her disguise. The ID that she got was good enough to sneak on board. Her name on the card was Trinity Suxton. Instantly she remembered how she hated the name that the forger gave her.
It made her sound like a college student who sidelined as a stripper to make extra cash.
Her phone vibrated with a message from Sunny.
'We got everything ready. You in position?' the message asked 'I finally like an idiot wearing this but I'm ready' Chelsea texted back.
'Remember, act like an out of the woods person' Sunny reminded 'I managed to perfect it; don't worry about it'.
The guards started to approach "Are you the harbor master?" the guard asked with a thick accent "Er yeah I'm the harbor pilot" Chelsea said with her southwestern accent "Let me see your ID" the guard extended his hand and she handed her fake ID to him "Suxton?" he looked back at her "Uh yeah; it's Welsh" Chelsea chuckles.
"Alright get on board" the guard ordered. As soon she had enough space she texted back Sunny.
'Onboard, wait by the meeting point' she texted.
'Kay; be there when we get there'.
Elsewhere
Sunny and Geraldine slipped on their flippers.
"Can't believe we're taking on some terrorist psycho" Sunny prepped her mask "All this just so Chelsea can put a listening device on a boat".
"Hey man, least we doin' it for a good cause" Geraldine sarcastically remarked "Oh yeah, some shadow agent running a PSY OP on US soil and making us do his dirty work is definitely a good cause" Sunny retorts "Alright, gear is ready; let's do this" Sunny put her mask on and her regulator in her mouth.
Geraldine put her mask on and regulator in her.
They grab their underwater scooters. They carefully wade into the water until they submerge underwater.
The Lion Of Tehran
Chelsea focused on the task while trying to keep her composure.
It wasn't the first time she wore a disguise but it made her feel nervous as all it took was a slight mistake and she would have to explain how she got an Australian accent.
"So er care to tell me what kind of boat this is?" Chelsea asked as a way to start some random conversation. "Shut up and pilot the boat" the guard simply ordered "Sorry, just trying have some nice conversation" Chelsea did her best not to break cover "So your boss must be high and mighty to afford a luxury type of boat like this" she again "I'd definitely would kill to have something like this", the guard simply eyed her.
"Shut the fuck up and drive the fucking boat" he threatened "Hey I'm just trying to be friendly" Chelsea said keeping up the façade. She kept her mind on the task for the moment.
If it were up to me I would blow this thing to the fucking moon Chelsea kept thinking on how she wanted to get out of the situation.
"Do you know where you're going?" the guard suddenly asked "Yeah, a small pier not far from here" Chelsea answered "Tsk, you're taking your time to get there. What kind of harbor pilot are you?" he questioned "Christ that perfume is messing with my nose" Chelsea covered her nose. "It's not perfume; it's cologne" the guard reiterates "Well whatever it is, it's making my nose itch and you smell like you bathe in it" Chelsea insults.
"Can you shut up and pilot the goddamn yacht?" the guard demanded "I'm guessing that's why you got sand in your pussy and why you're acting like such a grumpy prick" Chelsea says another insult "I bet you don't even have a girlfriend, let alone have gotten laid once in your life".
The guard became more irate with that prod.
"If you open your fucking mouth you jendeh (whore)-!" he started unholster his gun "See here we are" Chelsea points to the pier "This does not change that you are an unbearable bitch" the guard sneered "Well in that case, if you're gonna behave like that-!" Chelsea suddenly accelerated the throttle "What the hell are you doing?!".
He tried to stop her "Hey you said you didn't like my piloting skills, so why don't you try my job for a bit asshole?" Chelsea let go of the wheel. The yacht veered off course "You said I sucked as a pilot, so have fun doing my job for the rest of the day" Chelsea disappeared as the yacht crashes into the pier.
She had minutes to put the tap in a secure location and she had to do it as fast as possible.
The yacht crashes into the pier. Chelsea snuck around. The security on the yacht wasn't the typical security anyone else would see, it was more professional and more suspicious of unwanted guests.
Chelsea prowled through the halls staying out of sight. She managed to dodge a couple of guards. Now the jig was up and a search of the "pilot" had commenced.
Chelsea spotted a room that could be used for a tap.
The room was big with a conference sized table "Perfect" Chelsea muttered under her breath. She hurriedly undid a vent. "Okay, in you go" Chelsea gently placed the tap in the vent. She quickly screwed the cover back into place. Now she had to make her exit.
Already she knew that the security onboard were on high alert.
She carefully snuck out into the hall. She heard voices approaching. Chelsea quickly took over in a nearby bunk. She waited until the voices passed. Under different circumstances she would have the time of her life, current circumstances would say otherwise.
Chelsea knew that this was not going to go as smooth if they found her. Last thing she told herself was to be held prisoner.
She finally reached the lower recesses of the yacht. The robotic mini sub was slightly suspended above. Chelsea quickly pressed the open button She quickly stripped out of her disguise. They didn't saw wear any peculiar bit of swim gear A basic black one piece was good enough when picked it out.
Chelsea quickly grabbed a mask. She gently lowered herself into the water below. She took several breaths before submerging. She swam below. The thing about holding one's breath was that it wasn't hard with the right amount of training and endurance.
Chelsea swam to the bottom, sifting through the dark.
Sunny and Geraldine spot her.
Sunny hands her a regulator. Chelsea quickly crams it into her mouth. The air flowed through her lungs.
They started to swim away from the yacht.
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The three surfaced. Slowly they came to shore.
"Holy fuck; that was tense" Chelsea breathed as she removes her mask "Well I would call that a success, if you didn't crash that thing into that pier" Sunny said as she unzipped her wetsuit "Hey, I had to improvise. It was that or give him a strip tease" Chelsea grabbed a towel.
"You think that thing will actually work?" Geraldine asked as she undid her wet hair "It should, otherwise Chelsea is going to have to go back on board and improvise again" Sunny joked "Fuck that, that guy smelled like a fancy skunk".
The three head to their vehicle. Sunny texts Pierce that everything was done.
'With some luck we might finally be to nail this prick' Pierce text back.
'Good luck with that' Sunny sarcastically texts back.
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