I THEE WED- PARTS III TO CONCLUSION
DISCLAIMER: Refer to Parts I and II
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Their New York City adventure continues as Lee and Amanda encounter Julian Kennedy,
and Catel Dabar, and bring the exchange of information of the locality of military weapons to a stop.
PARTIII
Saturday morning sunlight peeked through the window sheers beckoning Lee and Amanda to awaken.
Cuddling in other's arms, waking in this ecstasy every morning was the primary wish Lee had. He had
never been this happy before. Nothing was going to take her away from him, nothing. He deserved this
happiness. He knew that both of them would live the rest of their lives as if every moment given them
were the last, but that every day was also a gift to be fully appreciated.
"Good morning, Mrs. Stetson," Lee smiled, as he kissed her lightly, cuddling closer. "Good morning,
sweetheart," replied Amanda, moving in closer she kissed Lee thoroughly, thinking to herself, "I still
can't believe this is real."
Lee reluctantly released her, but business was waiting. They had a week to resolve this case, and the clock
was ticking. Lee decided it would be a good idea to have brunch sent up, and bring Amanda up to date
on the activities for the rest of the week. While snacking on ham and eggs, Lee told her about Julian
Kennedy, and his background before working with the Agency. He was in surveillance with a private firm,
and was let go for unknown purposes. His work was exemplary after that, so the agency hired him.
He was a computer expert, and that fact, made procuring information concerning military weapons
whereabouts, and formulating a unsuspicious transport over to the hands of the enemy seem within
reason. They had the task of catching him in the act for his arrest to be valid. He was cunning, an extravert, and somewhat obnoxious, all in one package. Julian had known Catel for over a year now.
Around six months previously, he began dispensing locality information to Dabar and his terrorist
group, until he was found out. Amanda would have to be able to look at the Agency's computers
in order how to set up a trap for Julian. Saturday was the best day to accomplish this, since almost all
regular personnel was off for the weekend. They decided to invade the Confederate Ave occupancy
early that afternoon.
For all who knew him, Catel Dabar, was a handsome, dark, outgoing Iranian with a charm that outdid
some of the famous celebrities he knew personally. His expertise as the CEO of Itran was unsurpassed.
Using this cover, no one would ever suspect him as the head of one of the deadliest terrorist groups in
the states. He had been using Julian for about six months now, and only needed closing information
from him to pull off the largest heist of military weapons from nearby Ft. Monroe. The weapons would
then be transported to a secret location to be used by the group in future planned attacks. The first of these
attacks was set for two weeks from now in Washington D.C. Without the closing information, they could
not get the weapons out, as the weakest location of the Fort, and it's perimeters, were the closing data they
needed. Catel figured Julian would be able to supply the important facts at the Trump party tonight.
Amanda and Lee had an early lunch at a nearby delicatessen, then proceeded to Confederate Ave. and
the Big Apple location of the Agency. Their federal id badges gave them clearance, and their liaison for
this adventure , agent Larry Edwards , met them at the entrance. Larry guided them to the conference room, making sure that no one had seen them, and, of course, that the room was void of all detectable equipment.
Agent Edwards introduced himself properly, and filled them in on the latest of happenings with regard
to computer printouts of Ft. Monroe information confiscated by Kennedy. Larry stated that a trap was
needed to stop the transport of the weapons. Amanda suggested that incorrect information fed to the
terminal, and picked up by Julian, would be the best way to accomplish this feat. But they would have to
find out exactly how to accomplish this by screening the terminals beforehand. Now would be the best time to accomplish this action, since the least of Agency personnel were in the building.
Larry led the way upstairs to the second floor, where the elaborate computer system was housed for the
Agency. They backed off when they spotted Julian at one of the terminals. Of course, he wasn't
supposed to be there. The threesome waited in the shadows as Julian completed the task of trying to gather
the last phase of data to transport the military weapons. By the look on his face, he was having no luck.
A very frustrated Julian Kennedy closed the terminal he was situated at and stomped out of the computer
area to the elevators. Dabar would not be pleased with no information obtained. Lee, Larry, and Amanda
retreated to a large terminal where Larry Edwards opened up the main frame for Amanda . After a lengthy
survey of the storage area at Ft. Monroe, and the building plans, she deduced that the south end of the storage barn had the weakest security, and the most advantage for removing the prize merchandise.
Therefore, the best point to capture the terrorists was the north end. The false data should be fed to Dabar
and his cohorts so that a planned capture was imminent. Amanda suggested she falsify the computer
data so that the information retrieved would lead to Dabar and friends capture.
When the update was complete, Larry left them in the Agency lobby, stating that he would see them at
the Itran party tonight. Please be careful about talking to him, though, because he wasn't supposed to
know the Martins at all. Scarecrow replied that he completely understood, and thanked him for his help
so far. The Martins, alias, the Stetsons, made their way down Confederate Ave. exit. It was late, and
they needed to get ready for the party for Itran.
Amanda looked beautiful in a long, white sequined evening gown, jewel neckline. She wore her hair up
in a French roll secured by a diamond clip. Her heart necklace, and matching diamond earrings, set the
ensemble off perfectly. Lee looked dashing in his tux, as always. They had dinner at a restaurant in Trump
Plaza, La Rouge, famous for it's French cuisine. The meal was absolutely delicious. The company, from
Lee Martin's viewpoint, exquisite. He couldn't take his eyes off her. "Amanda, you look absolutely lovely
tonight," Lee beamed . "Thank you, honey," she replied, squeezing his hand. 'Lee, I wanted to tell you that I love you very much, whatever we decide about the marriage license from San Angelo. These past
few days have been so wonderful." She looked deep into his eyes, all teary-eyed.
"We'll have time to talk about it after this case is over, but, I want you to know, that I love you so much,
Amanda Stetson , and I want this to last the rest of our lives," he kissed her hand. "Well, I guess we'd
better make our presence known at the Itran party. Be careful, tonight, sweetheart, Dabar, can be ominous
in his persuasion. I don't intend to leave your side, though," Lee warned, concerned.
"I'll hold you to that promise, Scarecrow," she teased, kissing the tip of his nose. They entered the ballroom, arms linked. Itol Yehman pointed out the Martins to Catel, and Dabar gestured to his right
hand man to take his leave, as he was about to discuss business with this charming looking couple.
Catel walked up to the Martins and introduced himself. Lee gave him a welcome smile, and presented
his beautiful wife, Mandy, to the Itran head. "It is a definite pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Martin," Catel
responded, kissing her hand. Lee reacted in the normal way. "Thank you, Mr. Dabar. The pleasure is
all mine," replied Mandy sweetly. Lee quickly separated their hands. "Would the two of you like a drink
with me, and we can get acquainted? There is a cozy table over there we can use." "Yes, that would be
perfect," replied Lee. "Shall we," he seethed sweetly, and guided them to a small, secluded table.
After they were all seated, he gestured to the waiter, and immediately a young man responded to his
command. They ordered their drinks, and Catel proceeded to ask them about themselves, and their interests.
Lee explained to him that he was in electronics, and dabbled in good investments on the side. Mandy was
an art critic, and a darn, good one, at that.
"So, you were thinking of investing in Itran stock, Mr. Martin?" queried Dabar. "Yes, I was, Mr. Dabar.
I've heard nothing but glowing remarks about Itran, and I'm very seriously considering quite a large sum."
"I see, well, we will certainly look forward to discussing that venture, Mr. Martin," Catel finished, shaking
Lee's hand. "If you will excuse me, there is an acquaintance I would like to speak to, please mingle and
enjoy yourselves, I'll talk to you both later tonight," he moved toward one of the guests who had gestured
to him a moment ago.
"Amanda, let's walk around and see if we can locate Julian Kennedy, and strike up a conversation with him. We need to at least introduce ourselves, so we can, at least, "get our feet in the door" within this
social circle, and influential clientele. They spotted Julian at the hors d'oeuvre table helping himself.
"Everything looks so good, Mandy, we'll have to watch ourselves, you know, we have to keep in shape,"
Lee smiled to his wife. "I promise that I will be careful, darling,." She retrieved a plate, and meagerly
helped herself to some of the delicious snacks gracing the sumptuous table. Lee followed right behind her.
As they worked their way down the table, they came up next to Julian, still indulging himself. "Excuse me,
may I walk past, smiled Mandy. "Certainly," replied Julian, "who could say no to such a beautiful woman. May I introduce myself, I'm Julian Kennedy, and I work for the federal government here in New
York City. Nice to meet you," Julian held out his hand. "How do you do, I'm Mandy Martin, we're
visiting in New York. This is my husband, Lee," Amanda stated, linking her arms with her handsome
husband. Lee extended his hand, "Nice to meet you, Julian. Wonderful party so far, Mr. Dabar seems like
a very nice host. We just had drinks with him. We were thinking of investing in some Itran stock."
"Oh, I see," remarked Julian, "that would be a good investment. Where are you from, Mr. Martin, you look
familiar to me somehow?" "We're from Washington D. DC. on a vacation and business trip. We've had
a wonderful time so far. "Glad to hear it, the Big Apple does that to you. I believe Mr. Dabar is having a
prospective client brunch tomorrow, perhaps you would like to attend. Let me check with him , and I'll be right back. "Yes, that would be very nice, we'd love to come, right darling?" confirmed Lee. "Oh, yes,
sweetheart, that would be perfect," agreed Mandy.
"Mr. Dabar agreed with me that we must have you as guests at his brunch. It's at 10:00 a.m. here at Trump
Plaza, in the downstairs banquet area., Julian explained. "Well, I have some friends who would like to see
me for a while. I'll look forward to seeing you tomorrow, then. Goodnight for now." Julian walked over
to a group of acquaintances. "Amanda, I see Larry Edwards gesturing to us from across the room, let's
just slowly make our way over there. He may have some strategies planned for the military weapons
transfer." The Martins slowly made their way across the ballroom to where Agent Larry Edwards was
planted. As they walked by, he slipped a note to Lee, and walked on. Lee decided it was time to leave,
and plan their next move after reading Edwards note. They extended their departure to Catel and headed
back to the Plaza. Once in their suite, they found that the note asked them to meet Larry at the Agency
tomorrow at 2 p.m., and the doors would be available for them to enter, once they displayed their badges.
"Mrs. Martin, Lee suggested, "may I interest you in a bedtime story with the accent on a happy ending?" as he took Amanda into his arms, and kissed her thoroughly. "Which one did you have in mind, prey tell, kind sir," teased his wife. " Amanda and the Wolf is a very good choice, I think," replied Scarecrow huskily, as he placed kisses down her neck to finally end up at his favorite spot. Amanda trembled within
his arms, eagerly awaiting the promise of their union again.
The Stetsons woke up refreshed on Sunday, and ready to take on the day. They showered together for the
first time, and ended up with a repeat of last night's activities in their spacious bed. As they again readied
themselves for the Itran brunch, they thought it would be a good idea, this time, to shower separately , or to
get to the point, they would never make it to eat that brunch. They managed to arrive for the brunch on
time, and looking refreshed. Julian Kennedy motioned for them to be seated by him in the beautiful dining
room. "You look wonderful this morning, Mandy, your husband is a lucky man," remarked Julian. A
wave of jealously came over Lee, as he moved the chair out for his wife to be seated. "Yes, I think I am,
very lucky, to be married to this enchanting woman," Lee replied, kissing Amanda's hand, and winking
at her. Amanda smiled deeply into his eyes, showing all the love she possessed for him, and answered,
"Thank you, sweetheart. I feel the same way about you." The brunch was delicious featuring an endless
choice of delectable breakfast foods. Catel sat with the Martins for a little while to fill them in on a
stockholder's meeting tomorrow at Itran at 11:00a.m. for the prospective investors. The meeting sounded
ideal for further investigation, if any was needed. The Martins agreed wholeheartedly, they would be there.
Light conversation continued, then the Martins took their leave, giving their goodbyes to Catel and Julian.
Lee and Amanda proceeded to the Agency location , waved their badges, entered the building to meet their
contact, Larry Edwards. He guided them to the conference room, where a discussion was take place on a back up plan in the event they were caught. "There will be a warning device inside your purse, Amanda. If you push it, a back up computer input will be initiated, and we will be alerted to intervene for capture. As far as I know, the transfer is set for Tuesday night around 11:00 p.m. Julian Kennedy happened to be in
the building , and snuck outside the conference room in order to overhear what he could. He had seen
the Martins with Larry, so their cover was now revealed. The only part of the conversation that Kennedy
overheard was intervene for capture, and Tuesday night. Therefore, Lee and Amanda were now in danger
as their false identities were now known.
"Catel, the Martins are actually Lee Stetson and Amanda King, both intelligence agents from the D. C.
Agency. They probably know the whole scheme by now, what do we do?" Julian was on the phone
to Dabar. "You leave them to me, Julian, and I'll probably need your help when we finally dispose of them. Until then, you lay low. Got it." Catel was ominous with this verbal warning. "I'll have a nice surprise waiting for our amorous friends tomorrow, you'll see." Catel laughed under his breath.
The Itran building was spectacular, with indoor fountains, fabulous restaurants, almost like an indoor mall.
Lee and Amanda proceeded to the third floor for the stockholders meeting., after asking the directions
from the receptionist. There was a good number of prospective clients in attendance. A program was
presented by Catel as to what Itran was, and the value of the investment, as Itran stock almost never went
down at the market. After the presentation, Catel asked for investors to sign up, and explained that this
portion would be handled by Mrs. Pierce, investments specialist. Lee and Amanda hung back at the end
of the crowd, but made it look like they were headed in that direction. This did not go unnoticed by Dabar
as he nodded affirmatively at his henchmen to capture the agents. Lee spotted the gesture, and knew they
had been found out. "They have found out about our cover, Amanda," Lee whispered, "his men are closing
in on us. Take the side door over there, and let's get out of here." With the stealth of cat burglars, the
Stetsons managed to flee the room and evade Dabar's men. They hid in a utility closet nearby. When the
coast was clear, they worked their way back to the seminar area, and overheard Dabar and Julian in a heated discussion. "They got away, Kennedy. We need them and the location to release the weapons,
along with the release co-ordinates. What do you suggest?" screamed Dabar "the release is set for tomorrow night at 11:00 p.m. at the south end of the storage building. We still don't have the release
co-ordinates, do we?" a sarcastic Catel breathed. "I'll get them tonight at the Agency," promised Julian.
"Very well, but this is your last chance, Kennedy, no more tries, after tonight." seethed Dabar.
Julian hurried out of the building into the night. Lee and Amanda waited until everyone had left, then
snuck down the back stairs of Itran, and left for the Agency. They found Larry and relayed what they
had learned to him, including that their cover was blown. Larry suggested that a temporary safe house
would be best for them both , and to follow him in wait for Kennedy. He did not want them to leave the
building. Julian showed up twenty minutes later, and tried to access the weapons release information
in the large computer area, when the lights suddenly went on in the large room. Larry pulled his gun,
and handcuffed Kennedy. He returned him to the first floor conference room where the Stetsons waited.
Larry told Julian that if he helped capture Dabar and friends, his prison term would be considerably less.
Kennedy agreed to go along with them.
Kennedy phoned Catel and explained that he had the coordinates, and they would be available to him
at the release location tomorrow night at ten p. m. and he would see him there. Meanwhile, Larry placed
Julian in light confinement at the Agency, and told Lee and Amanda to lay low at the safe house till
tomorrow night at nine p.m. The safe house was located a few miles out of the city, and the Stetsons
were transported there by helicopter. They had sufficient food and the gear needed to participate in
the Iranian's capture.
The Stetsons made the most of the situation that night. Amanda "heard" another bedtime story, Amanda
and the Wolf again. This time the wolf was much more aggressive, and the story lasted all night. There
was also a short version after the lovers woke up in the morning. Lee had never been so happy and fulfilled. He still marveled at how lucky he was to have this woman's love. As for Amanda, she never
wanted the bedtime story to end, because she loved this man with whole heart, and every day was better
than the last, if that was possible.
They arrived at the south end of the weapons storage barn about 9:45 p.m. Julian was in position.
Larry Edwards, and a full Agency back-up, Lee and Amanda, all in readiness for full capture of
this notorious and deadly terrorist group. Catel Dabar approached Julian with his hand extended to
accept the coordinates to release the weapons from the storage barn. As soon as the coordinates were
handed over to the head of the terrorist group, the Agency advanced upon Dabar and his henchmen,
quickly handcuffing each and every last one of them. "You will pay for this, Kennedy, mark my words,"
spouted the defeated Iranian, before he was led away.
Back at the Agency, Larry thanked Lee and Amanda for all their help, and called them a very proficient
team.
The Stetsons returned to their suite at the Plaza. Lee made Billy aware that the case was over with Dabar's
capture. "Well, Scarecrow, that was quick and effective. The room is booked and paid for until Friday.
Why don't you and Amanda take advantage of the free time and have some fun?" suggested Billy.
"We were going to ask you that very same favor, thanks for thinking of us."
"Scarecrow, we received a copy of the bill from Tiffany's. It states that you personally paid for a bigger
diamond solitaire for your "wife". What's going on, Lee? Is there something I should know?" Billy
chuckled.
"I think you already know, so stop smirking. We don't need to visit the Bahamian Embassy, Billy.
We've decided to stay married, and the rings we purchased are for Amanda and myself. I'll reimburse
the Agency in full when I get back to D.C."
"No you won't, Scarecrow. The balance due is Jeannie's and I wedding gift to you both, and I don't want
no for an answer. Do you read me?" "Yes sir, loud and clear," laughed Lee. "Let me talk to Amanda for
a minute, Lee," asked Billy. "Hello, sir" said Amanda, "You wanted to speak to me?"
"Amanda, congratulations to you and Lee. All the luck in the future. He is the luckiest man in the world
to have you, Amanda. We'll see you both next Monday. And, Amanda, will you please call me Billy from
now on?" teased her boss.
"Yes, sir, I mean, Billy. Thank you, Billy, for everything. Most of all, for letting me work with Lee."
"Goodnight, you two. Have a nice honeymoon."
Everything was quiet now. Case solved. Tensions all behind them, Mr. and Mrs. Stetson relaxed on their
comfortable bed, holding each other tight. "I've never been so happy, darling," she sighed. "Neither have
I, sweetheart." Lee crushed her to him, and kissed her passionately. "I can't quite believe we're finally
here yet. I guess it will take a little while to get used to. I love you so much, Amanda," whispered Lee.
"I love you, too, Scarecrow. It's a dream come true, Lee, for both of us I think."
Goodnight from the Big Apple.
DISCLAIMER: Refer to Parts I and II
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Their New York City adventure continues as Lee and Amanda encounter Julian Kennedy,
and Catel Dabar, and bring the exchange of information of the locality of military weapons to a stop.
PARTIII
Saturday morning sunlight peeked through the window sheers beckoning Lee and Amanda to awaken.
Cuddling in other's arms, waking in this ecstasy every morning was the primary wish Lee had. He had
never been this happy before. Nothing was going to take her away from him, nothing. He deserved this
happiness. He knew that both of them would live the rest of their lives as if every moment given them
were the last, but that every day was also a gift to be fully appreciated.
"Good morning, Mrs. Stetson," Lee smiled, as he kissed her lightly, cuddling closer. "Good morning,
sweetheart," replied Amanda, moving in closer she kissed Lee thoroughly, thinking to herself, "I still
can't believe this is real."
Lee reluctantly released her, but business was waiting. They had a week to resolve this case, and the clock
was ticking. Lee decided it would be a good idea to have brunch sent up, and bring Amanda up to date
on the activities for the rest of the week. While snacking on ham and eggs, Lee told her about Julian
Kennedy, and his background before working with the Agency. He was in surveillance with a private firm,
and was let go for unknown purposes. His work was exemplary after that, so the agency hired him.
He was a computer expert, and that fact, made procuring information concerning military weapons
whereabouts, and formulating a unsuspicious transport over to the hands of the enemy seem within
reason. They had the task of catching him in the act for his arrest to be valid. He was cunning, an extravert, and somewhat obnoxious, all in one package. Julian had known Catel for over a year now.
Around six months previously, he began dispensing locality information to Dabar and his terrorist
group, until he was found out. Amanda would have to be able to look at the Agency's computers
in order how to set up a trap for Julian. Saturday was the best day to accomplish this, since almost all
regular personnel was off for the weekend. They decided to invade the Confederate Ave occupancy
early that afternoon.
For all who knew him, Catel Dabar, was a handsome, dark, outgoing Iranian with a charm that outdid
some of the famous celebrities he knew personally. His expertise as the CEO of Itran was unsurpassed.
Using this cover, no one would ever suspect him as the head of one of the deadliest terrorist groups in
the states. He had been using Julian for about six months now, and only needed closing information
from him to pull off the largest heist of military weapons from nearby Ft. Monroe. The weapons would
then be transported to a secret location to be used by the group in future planned attacks. The first of these
attacks was set for two weeks from now in Washington D.C. Without the closing information, they could
not get the weapons out, as the weakest location of the Fort, and it's perimeters, were the closing data they
needed. Catel figured Julian would be able to supply the important facts at the Trump party tonight.
Amanda and Lee had an early lunch at a nearby delicatessen, then proceeded to Confederate Ave. and
the Big Apple location of the Agency. Their federal id badges gave them clearance, and their liaison for
this adventure , agent Larry Edwards , met them at the entrance. Larry guided them to the conference room, making sure that no one had seen them, and, of course, that the room was void of all detectable equipment.
Agent Edwards introduced himself properly, and filled them in on the latest of happenings with regard
to computer printouts of Ft. Monroe information confiscated by Kennedy. Larry stated that a trap was
needed to stop the transport of the weapons. Amanda suggested that incorrect information fed to the
terminal, and picked up by Julian, would be the best way to accomplish this feat. But they would have to
find out exactly how to accomplish this by screening the terminals beforehand. Now would be the best time to accomplish this action, since the least of Agency personnel were in the building.
Larry led the way upstairs to the second floor, where the elaborate computer system was housed for the
Agency. They backed off when they spotted Julian at one of the terminals. Of course, he wasn't
supposed to be there. The threesome waited in the shadows as Julian completed the task of trying to gather
the last phase of data to transport the military weapons. By the look on his face, he was having no luck.
A very frustrated Julian Kennedy closed the terminal he was situated at and stomped out of the computer
area to the elevators. Dabar would not be pleased with no information obtained. Lee, Larry, and Amanda
retreated to a large terminal where Larry Edwards opened up the main frame for Amanda . After a lengthy
survey of the storage area at Ft. Monroe, and the building plans, she deduced that the south end of the storage barn had the weakest security, and the most advantage for removing the prize merchandise.
Therefore, the best point to capture the terrorists was the north end. The false data should be fed to Dabar
and his cohorts so that a planned capture was imminent. Amanda suggested she falsify the computer
data so that the information retrieved would lead to Dabar and friends capture.
When the update was complete, Larry left them in the Agency lobby, stating that he would see them at
the Itran party tonight. Please be careful about talking to him, though, because he wasn't supposed to
know the Martins at all. Scarecrow replied that he completely understood, and thanked him for his help
so far. The Martins, alias, the Stetsons, made their way down Confederate Ave. exit. It was late, and
they needed to get ready for the party for Itran.
Amanda looked beautiful in a long, white sequined evening gown, jewel neckline. She wore her hair up
in a French roll secured by a diamond clip. Her heart necklace, and matching diamond earrings, set the
ensemble off perfectly. Lee looked dashing in his tux, as always. They had dinner at a restaurant in Trump
Plaza, La Rouge, famous for it's French cuisine. The meal was absolutely delicious. The company, from
Lee Martin's viewpoint, exquisite. He couldn't take his eyes off her. "Amanda, you look absolutely lovely
tonight," Lee beamed . "Thank you, honey," she replied, squeezing his hand. 'Lee, I wanted to tell you that I love you very much, whatever we decide about the marriage license from San Angelo. These past
few days have been so wonderful." She looked deep into his eyes, all teary-eyed.
"We'll have time to talk about it after this case is over, but, I want you to know, that I love you so much,
Amanda Stetson , and I want this to last the rest of our lives," he kissed her hand. "Well, I guess we'd
better make our presence known at the Itran party. Be careful, tonight, sweetheart, Dabar, can be ominous
in his persuasion. I don't intend to leave your side, though," Lee warned, concerned.
"I'll hold you to that promise, Scarecrow," she teased, kissing the tip of his nose. They entered the ballroom, arms linked. Itol Yehman pointed out the Martins to Catel, and Dabar gestured to his right
hand man to take his leave, as he was about to discuss business with this charming looking couple.
Catel walked up to the Martins and introduced himself. Lee gave him a welcome smile, and presented
his beautiful wife, Mandy, to the Itran head. "It is a definite pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Martin," Catel
responded, kissing her hand. Lee reacted in the normal way. "Thank you, Mr. Dabar. The pleasure is
all mine," replied Mandy sweetly. Lee quickly separated their hands. "Would the two of you like a drink
with me, and we can get acquainted? There is a cozy table over there we can use." "Yes, that would be
perfect," replied Lee. "Shall we," he seethed sweetly, and guided them to a small, secluded table.
After they were all seated, he gestured to the waiter, and immediately a young man responded to his
command. They ordered their drinks, and Catel proceeded to ask them about themselves, and their interests.
Lee explained to him that he was in electronics, and dabbled in good investments on the side. Mandy was
an art critic, and a darn, good one, at that.
"So, you were thinking of investing in Itran stock, Mr. Martin?" queried Dabar. "Yes, I was, Mr. Dabar.
I've heard nothing but glowing remarks about Itran, and I'm very seriously considering quite a large sum."
"I see, well, we will certainly look forward to discussing that venture, Mr. Martin," Catel finished, shaking
Lee's hand. "If you will excuse me, there is an acquaintance I would like to speak to, please mingle and
enjoy yourselves, I'll talk to you both later tonight," he moved toward one of the guests who had gestured
to him a moment ago.
"Amanda, let's walk around and see if we can locate Julian Kennedy, and strike up a conversation with him. We need to at least introduce ourselves, so we can, at least, "get our feet in the door" within this
social circle, and influential clientele. They spotted Julian at the hors d'oeuvre table helping himself.
"Everything looks so good, Mandy, we'll have to watch ourselves, you know, we have to keep in shape,"
Lee smiled to his wife. "I promise that I will be careful, darling,." She retrieved a plate, and meagerly
helped herself to some of the delicious snacks gracing the sumptuous table. Lee followed right behind her.
As they worked their way down the table, they came up next to Julian, still indulging himself. "Excuse me,
may I walk past, smiled Mandy. "Certainly," replied Julian, "who could say no to such a beautiful woman. May I introduce myself, I'm Julian Kennedy, and I work for the federal government here in New
York City. Nice to meet you," Julian held out his hand. "How do you do, I'm Mandy Martin, we're
visiting in New York. This is my husband, Lee," Amanda stated, linking her arms with her handsome
husband. Lee extended his hand, "Nice to meet you, Julian. Wonderful party so far, Mr. Dabar seems like
a very nice host. We just had drinks with him. We were thinking of investing in some Itran stock."
"Oh, I see," remarked Julian, "that would be a good investment. Where are you from, Mr. Martin, you look
familiar to me somehow?" "We're from Washington D. DC. on a vacation and business trip. We've had
a wonderful time so far. "Glad to hear it, the Big Apple does that to you. I believe Mr. Dabar is having a
prospective client brunch tomorrow, perhaps you would like to attend. Let me check with him , and I'll be right back. "Yes, that would be very nice, we'd love to come, right darling?" confirmed Lee. "Oh, yes,
sweetheart, that would be perfect," agreed Mandy.
"Mr. Dabar agreed with me that we must have you as guests at his brunch. It's at 10:00 a.m. here at Trump
Plaza, in the downstairs banquet area., Julian explained. "Well, I have some friends who would like to see
me for a while. I'll look forward to seeing you tomorrow, then. Goodnight for now." Julian walked over
to a group of acquaintances. "Amanda, I see Larry Edwards gesturing to us from across the room, let's
just slowly make our way over there. He may have some strategies planned for the military weapons
transfer." The Martins slowly made their way across the ballroom to where Agent Larry Edwards was
planted. As they walked by, he slipped a note to Lee, and walked on. Lee decided it was time to leave,
and plan their next move after reading Edwards note. They extended their departure to Catel and headed
back to the Plaza. Once in their suite, they found that the note asked them to meet Larry at the Agency
tomorrow at 2 p.m., and the doors would be available for them to enter, once they displayed their badges.
"Mrs. Martin, Lee suggested, "may I interest you in a bedtime story with the accent on a happy ending?" as he took Amanda into his arms, and kissed her thoroughly. "Which one did you have in mind, prey tell, kind sir," teased his wife. " Amanda and the Wolf is a very good choice, I think," replied Scarecrow huskily, as he placed kisses down her neck to finally end up at his favorite spot. Amanda trembled within
his arms, eagerly awaiting the promise of their union again.
The Stetsons woke up refreshed on Sunday, and ready to take on the day. They showered together for the
first time, and ended up with a repeat of last night's activities in their spacious bed. As they again readied
themselves for the Itran brunch, they thought it would be a good idea, this time, to shower separately , or to
get to the point, they would never make it to eat that brunch. They managed to arrive for the brunch on
time, and looking refreshed. Julian Kennedy motioned for them to be seated by him in the beautiful dining
room. "You look wonderful this morning, Mandy, your husband is a lucky man," remarked Julian. A
wave of jealously came over Lee, as he moved the chair out for his wife to be seated. "Yes, I think I am,
very lucky, to be married to this enchanting woman," Lee replied, kissing Amanda's hand, and winking
at her. Amanda smiled deeply into his eyes, showing all the love she possessed for him, and answered,
"Thank you, sweetheart. I feel the same way about you." The brunch was delicious featuring an endless
choice of delectable breakfast foods. Catel sat with the Martins for a little while to fill them in on a
stockholder's meeting tomorrow at Itran at 11:00a.m. for the prospective investors. The meeting sounded
ideal for further investigation, if any was needed. The Martins agreed wholeheartedly, they would be there.
Light conversation continued, then the Martins took their leave, giving their goodbyes to Catel and Julian.
Lee and Amanda proceeded to the Agency location , waved their badges, entered the building to meet their
contact, Larry Edwards. He guided them to the conference room, where a discussion was take place on a back up plan in the event they were caught. "There will be a warning device inside your purse, Amanda. If you push it, a back up computer input will be initiated, and we will be alerted to intervene for capture. As far as I know, the transfer is set for Tuesday night around 11:00 p.m. Julian Kennedy happened to be in
the building , and snuck outside the conference room in order to overhear what he could. He had seen
the Martins with Larry, so their cover was now revealed. The only part of the conversation that Kennedy
overheard was intervene for capture, and Tuesday night. Therefore, Lee and Amanda were now in danger
as their false identities were now known.
"Catel, the Martins are actually Lee Stetson and Amanda King, both intelligence agents from the D. C.
Agency. They probably know the whole scheme by now, what do we do?" Julian was on the phone
to Dabar. "You leave them to me, Julian, and I'll probably need your help when we finally dispose of them. Until then, you lay low. Got it." Catel was ominous with this verbal warning. "I'll have a nice surprise waiting for our amorous friends tomorrow, you'll see." Catel laughed under his breath.
The Itran building was spectacular, with indoor fountains, fabulous restaurants, almost like an indoor mall.
Lee and Amanda proceeded to the third floor for the stockholders meeting., after asking the directions
from the receptionist. There was a good number of prospective clients in attendance. A program was
presented by Catel as to what Itran was, and the value of the investment, as Itran stock almost never went
down at the market. After the presentation, Catel asked for investors to sign up, and explained that this
portion would be handled by Mrs. Pierce, investments specialist. Lee and Amanda hung back at the end
of the crowd, but made it look like they were headed in that direction. This did not go unnoticed by Dabar
as he nodded affirmatively at his henchmen to capture the agents. Lee spotted the gesture, and knew they
had been found out. "They have found out about our cover, Amanda," Lee whispered, "his men are closing
in on us. Take the side door over there, and let's get out of here." With the stealth of cat burglars, the
Stetsons managed to flee the room and evade Dabar's men. They hid in a utility closet nearby. When the
coast was clear, they worked their way back to the seminar area, and overheard Dabar and Julian in a heated discussion. "They got away, Kennedy. We need them and the location to release the weapons,
along with the release co-ordinates. What do you suggest?" screamed Dabar "the release is set for tomorrow night at 11:00 p.m. at the south end of the storage building. We still don't have the release
co-ordinates, do we?" a sarcastic Catel breathed. "I'll get them tonight at the Agency," promised Julian.
"Very well, but this is your last chance, Kennedy, no more tries, after tonight." seethed Dabar.
Julian hurried out of the building into the night. Lee and Amanda waited until everyone had left, then
snuck down the back stairs of Itran, and left for the Agency. They found Larry and relayed what they
had learned to him, including that their cover was blown. Larry suggested that a temporary safe house
would be best for them both , and to follow him in wait for Kennedy. He did not want them to leave the
building. Julian showed up twenty minutes later, and tried to access the weapons release information
in the large computer area, when the lights suddenly went on in the large room. Larry pulled his gun,
and handcuffed Kennedy. He returned him to the first floor conference room where the Stetsons waited.
Larry told Julian that if he helped capture Dabar and friends, his prison term would be considerably less.
Kennedy agreed to go along with them.
Kennedy phoned Catel and explained that he had the coordinates, and they would be available to him
at the release location tomorrow night at ten p. m. and he would see him there. Meanwhile, Larry placed
Julian in light confinement at the Agency, and told Lee and Amanda to lay low at the safe house till
tomorrow night at nine p.m. The safe house was located a few miles out of the city, and the Stetsons
were transported there by helicopter. They had sufficient food and the gear needed to participate in
the Iranian's capture.
The Stetsons made the most of the situation that night. Amanda "heard" another bedtime story, Amanda
and the Wolf again. This time the wolf was much more aggressive, and the story lasted all night. There
was also a short version after the lovers woke up in the morning. Lee had never been so happy and fulfilled. He still marveled at how lucky he was to have this woman's love. As for Amanda, she never
wanted the bedtime story to end, because she loved this man with whole heart, and every day was better
than the last, if that was possible.
They arrived at the south end of the weapons storage barn about 9:45 p.m. Julian was in position.
Larry Edwards, and a full Agency back-up, Lee and Amanda, all in readiness for full capture of
this notorious and deadly terrorist group. Catel Dabar approached Julian with his hand extended to
accept the coordinates to release the weapons from the storage barn. As soon as the coordinates were
handed over to the head of the terrorist group, the Agency advanced upon Dabar and his henchmen,
quickly handcuffing each and every last one of them. "You will pay for this, Kennedy, mark my words,"
spouted the defeated Iranian, before he was led away.
Back at the Agency, Larry thanked Lee and Amanda for all their help, and called them a very proficient
team.
The Stetsons returned to their suite at the Plaza. Lee made Billy aware that the case was over with Dabar's
capture. "Well, Scarecrow, that was quick and effective. The room is booked and paid for until Friday.
Why don't you and Amanda take advantage of the free time and have some fun?" suggested Billy.
"We were going to ask you that very same favor, thanks for thinking of us."
"Scarecrow, we received a copy of the bill from Tiffany's. It states that you personally paid for a bigger
diamond solitaire for your "wife". What's going on, Lee? Is there something I should know?" Billy
chuckled.
"I think you already know, so stop smirking. We don't need to visit the Bahamian Embassy, Billy.
We've decided to stay married, and the rings we purchased are for Amanda and myself. I'll reimburse
the Agency in full when I get back to D.C."
"No you won't, Scarecrow. The balance due is Jeannie's and I wedding gift to you both, and I don't want
no for an answer. Do you read me?" "Yes sir, loud and clear," laughed Lee. "Let me talk to Amanda for
a minute, Lee," asked Billy. "Hello, sir" said Amanda, "You wanted to speak to me?"
"Amanda, congratulations to you and Lee. All the luck in the future. He is the luckiest man in the world
to have you, Amanda. We'll see you both next Monday. And, Amanda, will you please call me Billy from
now on?" teased her boss.
"Yes, sir, I mean, Billy. Thank you, Billy, for everything. Most of all, for letting me work with Lee."
"Goodnight, you two. Have a nice honeymoon."
Everything was quiet now. Case solved. Tensions all behind them, Mr. and Mrs. Stetson relaxed on their
comfortable bed, holding each other tight. "I've never been so happy, darling," she sighed. "Neither have
I, sweetheart." Lee crushed her to him, and kissed her passionately. "I can't quite believe we're finally
here yet. I guess it will take a little while to get used to. I love you so much, Amanda," whispered Lee.
"I love you, too, Scarecrow. It's a dream come true, Lee, for both of us I think."
Goodnight from the Big Apple.