WITH THIS RING REVISED - PART IV
DISCLAIMER: Part I
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Adventure continues in San Angelo, a familiar friend helps out as two agent's covers
are blown.
PART IV
The telephone ringing shrilly aroused Lee, who took a moment before he realized the treasure in his arms.
His Amanda stirred against him. "Good morning," greeted Billy Melrose. "Yes, Billy?" Lee returned
drowsily. "Lee, who's that?" Amanda said softly, waking up. "Scarecrow, Amanda?" Billy firmly
asked. "Yes sir," they both answered. "Have a good night, Lee?" Billy chuckled. Not thinking, Lee
replied, "Tremendous, uh-uh, Billy , what did you want?"
"The two of you will not have to report in this morning, go straight to Dulles to board the plane to San
Angelo. Scarecrow and Amanda, you are very lucky people to have found each other, hold on to it with
all your might. Be careful down there." "We will, Billy, and thanks for wishing us well. You bet, we'll
hold on to each other, forever," Lee smiled appreciatively. He hung up and cuddled against Amanda,
initiating a good morning kiss. "Good morning, sleepyhead," he smiled. "Good morning to you, too,"
Amanda returned, yawning. "Lee, I wish we could wake up every morning like this."
"Oh, I agree, most definitely, I know of nothing I would like better, except every minute with you now
and forever," he teased, kissing her thoroughly. "I love you, Lee," she smiled, caressing his face.
"I love you, too, sweetheart, always," replied Lee joyfully.
Pleasure Island was a tiny off shoot of Port St. Lucie, run and owned by Armando Diaz, as a getaway for
stressed-out men, or men who needed something "different" in their lives. Gambling, sex, you name it
were provided by Armando 's girls. Also employed were some less than willing ,brainwashed ex-agents
completing the entourage, such as agent Shirley McIntyre. This is a prime example of the results of illegal
drug use money. The profits were outstanding.
Port St. Lucie- the Diaz estate.
"Philippi, how is Ms. McIntyre working out at Pleasure Island,?" Armando inquired. "She's fighting it
every step of the way, boss. We have had to drug her several times over, to even get her brain ready to
program. She should be induced quite adequately by tomorrow, then we start mind control. Slowly but
surely, she will come around." "And the other agent?" asked Diaz. "Dead, of course."
"Did the Florida shipment get to it's destination on time?" Diaz also asked. "Yes sir," Philippi replied.
"on time." "Then our customers will stay happy, Philippi," he smugly retorted, "and that's what we
want."
Aloha Airlines flight 224 landed at San Angelo around 8:00 p.m. Lee and Amanda booked a hotel room
at the nearby Regency for the night, keeping in mind that this night would be their last one together for
a couple of days, until the case was solved. They had a late dinner in the hotel lounge overlooking the
ocean, and remarked what a beautiful view they had even if it was by the evening light. They had one,
large king size bed. The couple let the magic that was their newfound love happen once again. They
cuddled together till the morning light, thankful for each other , and all that love means.
Too soon it was time to leave for the Bureau of Records. They waited their turn at the license department.
With unexplained reluctance, Lee showed the certificate to the clerk, who spoke English fairly well. He
instructed them to fill out the required release forms, and informed them to return Friday to sign the
final documents. Also, their pictures would have to be updated today and kept for their records.
Philippi Boco was in San Angelo on business, at the Bureau of Records. He knew the license clerk,
Donati, personally. "Who is the beautiful brunette?" he asked of Donati. "She would be perfect as
one of Armando's girls." Donati informed him that they were both U. S. federal agents getting an
annulment on a marriage ceremony performed about a year ago. "Hmm, thanks, Donati. I appreciate
the information." Philippe foresaw future complications in their drug operation. "And the names of
the agents, please?" "Amanda King and Lee Stetson," answered the clerk. "Do you have an extra
picture you can spare of them?" Yes we do, here you are," Donati handed over the print. Bono relayed
this recent revelation to Diaz, who knew exactly how to handle the oncoming situation. Diaz told
Philippe to have all resources ready to dispose of the intruders.
Four feet away from the clerk, carrying out some administrative duties was, none other than Emiliano
Gomez, who had overheard the entire conversation, and knew exactly whom they were talking about.
On their previous visit, Lee and Amanda had bee worthy allies in bringing the gold smugglers to justice,
with regard to the Orlando Gravis case. Now it was Emiliano's time to return the favor. He looked for
his friends, but was too late to stop them. Lee had driven his rental car too far away.
Emiliano contacted Billy Melrose at a stateside telephone number Lee had provided for him at I. F. F.,
in the event that Emiliano ever needed his services. "Emiliano, thank you for calling. I'll get right
on it We need to provide a situation for entrapment, so we can charge Diaz and all his cohorts. I want
to get Shirley out of there as soon as possible, so that they don't really mess up her mind."
"Whatever plan you come up with, I want to help. Diaz in jail is our primary goal down here." "Give me
a contact phone number for you, Emiliano. After I consult with Lee, I'll get in touch with you."
"How much danger can we expect,?" Gomez wanted to know how many troops to recruit. "Minimal,
if we can help it. We'll certainly try. Have your comrades in readiness, just in case."
Back at his hotel room Lee received a call from Billy on the Agency portaphone, which only Agency
employees could use. "Yes Billy, what is it?" Billy sounded quite upset. "Lee, Emiliano Gomez
contacted me. It seems he overheard Philippi Boco, Diaz's assistant in the license area being told who
you two were. You've been exposed already before you even start. Look, we need to shut down this
bastard pronto. Get Amanda to use a recorder planted in a certain area of our selected meeting room
to catch him in the act. We need to get you both out of there as soon as possible. We'll set a trap for him.
Set up a meeting at the Regency with him. Change your covers to a married couple running Le Girls.
Mandy is your partner. You want to see Diaz in the Green Room. You have a great deal of money to
exchange for information and drugs. If he doesn't cooperate, you have something detrimental on him
that , if exposed, will put him in jail, and ruin his reputation for life." "And, what , pray tell, would that be,
Mr. Melrose?" inquired Scarecrow, waiting on a miracle. "There is a deep, dark family secret, that, if
known, would ruin him," replied his boss. I'll fax the info to the hotel receiving desk in five minutes.
Be there to intercept. Set up the meeting for 8:00tomorrow night. The money and other paraphernalia
will be waiting for you tomorrow morning at the receiving desk. Make this look good. Emiliano and
his fellow officers will be waiting to apprehend Armando. You can talk to him at this following contact
number, --- -- ----. Check in with him later on tonight. Make sure all phones are covered for wires.
Good luck to you both. I know you can do this."
The drug had plans of his own. His allies would also be in waiting. If his plans went wrong, taking
Amanda King as a hostage would be the backup plan. Mr. Stetson's defenses would definitely be
weaker.
Lee and Amanda were waiting in the Green Room as negotiated previously. The time was 7:55 p.m.
Diaz and Boco entered the room cautiously. Emiliano was lying in waiting in the closet. Other plants
were located in various areas of the room. "Mr. And Mrs. Sinclaire, how nice to meet you," Diaz
extended his hand. "Cut the crap, Diaz, let's get down to basics, where's the merchandise?"
"Right here, Mr. Sinclaire." "Very nice," commented Lee, when shown, the drugs. "May I see the
money, Sinclaire." Lee opened the briefcase with wads of greenbacks, all looked genuine. After the
merchandise and money were exchanged, Lee attempted to cuff Diaz, stating "Federal agents, Diaz,
it's all over. Lee made sure he showed his badge. Boco was already in custody. Diaz grabbed Amanda
before the cuffs were secure, and backed up towards the patio doors with her to the outside. Of course,
he had a gun. Lee attempted to grab him. "I wouldn't, Mr. Stetson," Armando had the pistol pointed at
her head. Silently, the close door opened. Emiliano crept up on Diaz. Out of the back of his eye, Diaz
spotted him, and punched Gomez out. Amanda, realizing that this short distraction would be her only
chance at escape, used all her strength to hit Diaz in the groin with her elbows. He crumpled over.
Lee dislodged his gun, and really cuffed him securely. "This time, it's really over. Get him and his
friends out of here." Lee turned to Emiliano and shook his hand," Once again, thanks, my friend, for
both our lives." "You're welcome again, Lee and Amanda . You, Mrs. King, are looking very professional.
Lee, should be proud." "That I am, Emiliano, that I am," he smiled straight into her eyes."
After Scarecrow had reported to Billy, and Shirley, and the other brainwashed women were escorted to
facilities where help was available, his boss told him to enjoy the rest of the week, till it was time to sign
the release forms. Both partners were elated, reveling in the fact that there actually was free time, and
joyful that they could spend it with each other.
Friday came too quickly. Their plane was leaving San Angelo at 4:00 p.m. their time. Lee and Amanda
came into the Records Bureau , there was no wait this time. Mr. Stetson, all ready to sign the release
forms, come up here, please. Amanda and Lee proceeded to the proper table. "Ready to go," offered
a new clerk. 'Where's Donati?" Lee inquired. "In jail, where he belongs," stated the substitute clerk,
"for aiding and abetting." The clerk pointed to the pens and documents, "sign here, please."
Amanda King and Lee Stetson looked longingly at each other, walked up to the papers, and proceeded
to tear each of them in pieces. The clerk looked at them incredulously. "What are you doing,?"
she gasped. "Loving each other," smiled Scarecrow elated, as he took Amanda in his arms, and kissed
her possessively."
"C'mon, honey, let's go home. All I want in life is right here in my arms, Mrs. Stetson."
"Oh, I agree, a hundred percent, Mr. Stetson."
THE END OR THE BEGINNING
DISCLAIMER: Part I
RATING: PG-13
SUMMARY: Adventure continues in San Angelo, a familiar friend helps out as two agent's covers
are blown.
PART IV
The telephone ringing shrilly aroused Lee, who took a moment before he realized the treasure in his arms.
His Amanda stirred against him. "Good morning," greeted Billy Melrose. "Yes, Billy?" Lee returned
drowsily. "Lee, who's that?" Amanda said softly, waking up. "Scarecrow, Amanda?" Billy firmly
asked. "Yes sir," they both answered. "Have a good night, Lee?" Billy chuckled. Not thinking, Lee
replied, "Tremendous, uh-uh, Billy , what did you want?"
"The two of you will not have to report in this morning, go straight to Dulles to board the plane to San
Angelo. Scarecrow and Amanda, you are very lucky people to have found each other, hold on to it with
all your might. Be careful down there." "We will, Billy, and thanks for wishing us well. You bet, we'll
hold on to each other, forever," Lee smiled appreciatively. He hung up and cuddled against Amanda,
initiating a good morning kiss. "Good morning, sleepyhead," he smiled. "Good morning to you, too,"
Amanda returned, yawning. "Lee, I wish we could wake up every morning like this."
"Oh, I agree, most definitely, I know of nothing I would like better, except every minute with you now
and forever," he teased, kissing her thoroughly. "I love you, Lee," she smiled, caressing his face.
"I love you, too, sweetheart, always," replied Lee joyfully.
Pleasure Island was a tiny off shoot of Port St. Lucie, run and owned by Armando Diaz, as a getaway for
stressed-out men, or men who needed something "different" in their lives. Gambling, sex, you name it
were provided by Armando 's girls. Also employed were some less than willing ,brainwashed ex-agents
completing the entourage, such as agent Shirley McIntyre. This is a prime example of the results of illegal
drug use money. The profits were outstanding.
Port St. Lucie- the Diaz estate.
"Philippi, how is Ms. McIntyre working out at Pleasure Island,?" Armando inquired. "She's fighting it
every step of the way, boss. We have had to drug her several times over, to even get her brain ready to
program. She should be induced quite adequately by tomorrow, then we start mind control. Slowly but
surely, she will come around." "And the other agent?" asked Diaz. "Dead, of course."
"Did the Florida shipment get to it's destination on time?" Diaz also asked. "Yes sir," Philippi replied.
"on time." "Then our customers will stay happy, Philippi," he smugly retorted, "and that's what we
want."
Aloha Airlines flight 224 landed at San Angelo around 8:00 p.m. Lee and Amanda booked a hotel room
at the nearby Regency for the night, keeping in mind that this night would be their last one together for
a couple of days, until the case was solved. They had a late dinner in the hotel lounge overlooking the
ocean, and remarked what a beautiful view they had even if it was by the evening light. They had one,
large king size bed. The couple let the magic that was their newfound love happen once again. They
cuddled together till the morning light, thankful for each other , and all that love means.
Too soon it was time to leave for the Bureau of Records. They waited their turn at the license department.
With unexplained reluctance, Lee showed the certificate to the clerk, who spoke English fairly well. He
instructed them to fill out the required release forms, and informed them to return Friday to sign the
final documents. Also, their pictures would have to be updated today and kept for their records.
Philippi Boco was in San Angelo on business, at the Bureau of Records. He knew the license clerk,
Donati, personally. "Who is the beautiful brunette?" he asked of Donati. "She would be perfect as
one of Armando's girls." Donati informed him that they were both U. S. federal agents getting an
annulment on a marriage ceremony performed about a year ago. "Hmm, thanks, Donati. I appreciate
the information." Philippe foresaw future complications in their drug operation. "And the names of
the agents, please?" "Amanda King and Lee Stetson," answered the clerk. "Do you have an extra
picture you can spare of them?" Yes we do, here you are," Donati handed over the print. Bono relayed
this recent revelation to Diaz, who knew exactly how to handle the oncoming situation. Diaz told
Philippe to have all resources ready to dispose of the intruders.
Four feet away from the clerk, carrying out some administrative duties was, none other than Emiliano
Gomez, who had overheard the entire conversation, and knew exactly whom they were talking about.
On their previous visit, Lee and Amanda had bee worthy allies in bringing the gold smugglers to justice,
with regard to the Orlando Gravis case. Now it was Emiliano's time to return the favor. He looked for
his friends, but was too late to stop them. Lee had driven his rental car too far away.
Emiliano contacted Billy Melrose at a stateside telephone number Lee had provided for him at I. F. F.,
in the event that Emiliano ever needed his services. "Emiliano, thank you for calling. I'll get right
on it We need to provide a situation for entrapment, so we can charge Diaz and all his cohorts. I want
to get Shirley out of there as soon as possible, so that they don't really mess up her mind."
"Whatever plan you come up with, I want to help. Diaz in jail is our primary goal down here." "Give me
a contact phone number for you, Emiliano. After I consult with Lee, I'll get in touch with you."
"How much danger can we expect,?" Gomez wanted to know how many troops to recruit. "Minimal,
if we can help it. We'll certainly try. Have your comrades in readiness, just in case."
Back at his hotel room Lee received a call from Billy on the Agency portaphone, which only Agency
employees could use. "Yes Billy, what is it?" Billy sounded quite upset. "Lee, Emiliano Gomez
contacted me. It seems he overheard Philippi Boco, Diaz's assistant in the license area being told who
you two were. You've been exposed already before you even start. Look, we need to shut down this
bastard pronto. Get Amanda to use a recorder planted in a certain area of our selected meeting room
to catch him in the act. We need to get you both out of there as soon as possible. We'll set a trap for him.
Set up a meeting at the Regency with him. Change your covers to a married couple running Le Girls.
Mandy is your partner. You want to see Diaz in the Green Room. You have a great deal of money to
exchange for information and drugs. If he doesn't cooperate, you have something detrimental on him
that , if exposed, will put him in jail, and ruin his reputation for life." "And, what , pray tell, would that be,
Mr. Melrose?" inquired Scarecrow, waiting on a miracle. "There is a deep, dark family secret, that, if
known, would ruin him," replied his boss. I'll fax the info to the hotel receiving desk in five minutes.
Be there to intercept. Set up the meeting for 8:00tomorrow night. The money and other paraphernalia
will be waiting for you tomorrow morning at the receiving desk. Make this look good. Emiliano and
his fellow officers will be waiting to apprehend Armando. You can talk to him at this following contact
number, --- -- ----. Check in with him later on tonight. Make sure all phones are covered for wires.
Good luck to you both. I know you can do this."
The drug had plans of his own. His allies would also be in waiting. If his plans went wrong, taking
Amanda King as a hostage would be the backup plan. Mr. Stetson's defenses would definitely be
weaker.
Lee and Amanda were waiting in the Green Room as negotiated previously. The time was 7:55 p.m.
Diaz and Boco entered the room cautiously. Emiliano was lying in waiting in the closet. Other plants
were located in various areas of the room. "Mr. And Mrs. Sinclaire, how nice to meet you," Diaz
extended his hand. "Cut the crap, Diaz, let's get down to basics, where's the merchandise?"
"Right here, Mr. Sinclaire." "Very nice," commented Lee, when shown, the drugs. "May I see the
money, Sinclaire." Lee opened the briefcase with wads of greenbacks, all looked genuine. After the
merchandise and money were exchanged, Lee attempted to cuff Diaz, stating "Federal agents, Diaz,
it's all over. Lee made sure he showed his badge. Boco was already in custody. Diaz grabbed Amanda
before the cuffs were secure, and backed up towards the patio doors with her to the outside. Of course,
he had a gun. Lee attempted to grab him. "I wouldn't, Mr. Stetson," Armando had the pistol pointed at
her head. Silently, the close door opened. Emiliano crept up on Diaz. Out of the back of his eye, Diaz
spotted him, and punched Gomez out. Amanda, realizing that this short distraction would be her only
chance at escape, used all her strength to hit Diaz in the groin with her elbows. He crumpled over.
Lee dislodged his gun, and really cuffed him securely. "This time, it's really over. Get him and his
friends out of here." Lee turned to Emiliano and shook his hand," Once again, thanks, my friend, for
both our lives." "You're welcome again, Lee and Amanda . You, Mrs. King, are looking very professional.
Lee, should be proud." "That I am, Emiliano, that I am," he smiled straight into her eyes."
After Scarecrow had reported to Billy, and Shirley, and the other brainwashed women were escorted to
facilities where help was available, his boss told him to enjoy the rest of the week, till it was time to sign
the release forms. Both partners were elated, reveling in the fact that there actually was free time, and
joyful that they could spend it with each other.
Friday came too quickly. Their plane was leaving San Angelo at 4:00 p.m. their time. Lee and Amanda
came into the Records Bureau , there was no wait this time. Mr. Stetson, all ready to sign the release
forms, come up here, please. Amanda and Lee proceeded to the proper table. "Ready to go," offered
a new clerk. 'Where's Donati?" Lee inquired. "In jail, where he belongs," stated the substitute clerk,
"for aiding and abetting." The clerk pointed to the pens and documents, "sign here, please."
Amanda King and Lee Stetson looked longingly at each other, walked up to the papers, and proceeded
to tear each of them in pieces. The clerk looked at them incredulously. "What are you doing,?"
she gasped. "Loving each other," smiled Scarecrow elated, as he took Amanda in his arms, and kissed
her possessively."
"C'mon, honey, let's go home. All I want in life is right here in my arms, Mrs. Stetson."
"Oh, I agree, a hundred percent, Mr. Stetson."
THE END OR THE BEGINNING