Disclaimer: See Chapter one
Author: Me. J. Bear
A/N: How bout some reviews eh? (yes yes, I'm a Canuck. And no , we don't say EH after every sentence… eh… maybe every OTHER sentence j/k) So far, so good… at least my brain's keepin' up. This entire story could be shortened up a bit sadly to the thing called SCHOOL… school sucks man. Sucks big time.
Sheraton Palace Hotel
0830
Mac quickly did what she was told and turned on the TV. Luckily, the channel was broadcasting in English and it also tapped onto the ZNN network. "—And it has happened again Randy. I'm here at the white house awaiting a press conference. This morning, a United States ambassador Scott Mandel has been kidnapped. It is believed to be the work of the same kidnapper from the previous kidnapping incidents. The US ambassador just came back from France and was looking forward to some time off."
"Stuart, do we expect more kidnappings of high ranking officials around the world?" asked the news anchor
"Well Randy, we're not sure right now. But the government has issued a warning for all government buildings and embassies in United States."
"Thank you Stuart."
"Thank you."
"In other news—" Mac shut off the television set. Another has been taken hostage. She had completely forgotten about the phone in her hand and the man on the line. "Sorry Webb. We saw."
Harm was dumbfounded. Not knowing is beginning to become a large factor. And they were running out of time.
"Good. Then you know we're running out of time. See Milovic now Mac."
"We were going to head out. Thanks for the heads up Webb. Bye." The phone clicked
"Time to go to work." Harm stretched and grabbed his necessities. His cargo's pockets were large enough to contain a pen and a notepad as well as a small tape recorder. He fastened his gun in the holster and put on his blazer, hiding the gun from sight. Mac placed hers in the side of her boot. And they were out the door in less than a minute.
***
Somewhere in the middle of nowhere
Russia
0921
"So where exactly are we going Alexi?" asked Harm
"Somewhere on the outskirts of town Commander." They were on a dirt road that separated one farm to another. It was incredibly different from the city they just came from. A mustached man stood up from the fields and waved at the coming travelers. The man they are supposed to meet.
Alexi turned at the next intersection and guided the cab to a cabin. The chimes were ringing from the blowing of the wind and the man who waved to them started coming closer and closer to them. The cab driver then cut the engine and got out of the car.
"Petyr!" He exclaimed and embraced the mustached man. "This is Colonel Sarah Mackenzie and Commander Harmon Rabb Jr. of the U.S. JAG corp."
They exchanged pleasantries and went into the cabin.
***
Sitting down, Petyr Milovic peeled off the fake mustache and started pouring tea for his visitors. He had a handsome long face, there were white hairs showing at the sides of his face and his hair was salt and peppered. A well-known history professor, he has stood up among the ranks as a competent source for what is going on in Russia these days. Fearing for the worse from the dispute between Chechnya and Russia, he retreated to the middle of nowhere, living off the government's grants.
From the bottom of the incliner that Milovic is sitting on, he pulled out a leather-covered journal. It had been worn down and the some pages had ripped at corners and sides. The professor hands Mac the journal and waits for their reaction. She starts reading the journal.
Harm pulls out the confidential file that he was told could be shared with Milovic. He also takes out his tape recorder and his notepad. Then Petyr begins to speak.
"This started years ago. The Russian government wouldn't believe it so they ignored it. A faction of the Chechen rebel group had decided they had enough with the fighting and that if they gather the most powerful alliances in the world, they would succeed in building an empire. A world empire. Then the world would understand what they have been going through. Understand the Chechen point of things and persuade the world to think the way they do."
"Where does America fit into all this?" Harm asked
"America is one of the most powerful nations in the world. They control half the world economy. As you know by now Mr. Rabb. The Naval officer that we believe is helping their cause use to be a Chechen rebel or knew of a Chechen rebel and immigrated to the United States."
"Espionage. Sounds like something from a James Bond movie." Mac inquired
"Correct Colonel. In a way it is. The Chechens have taken the people who have inside knowledge on how to arm a nuclear warhead. Both the Korean and the American Ambassador have the code to do that. They will use extreme force to get what they want Colonel, Commander. As for the Russian and Chinese ambassador, we believe that they have information that could bring down the entire western civilization."
"Great… nuclear arms, conspiracy, what else do we have?" Harm said raking his hand through his hair.
"We must act quickly. If I'm not mistaken, they will soon initiate the next step to their plan. We must stop them before they arm those missiles assuming that they haven't armed them yet!"
"Where should we start professor?" Mac looked up from the journal. What she was reading was fascinating her. She expected something like this. According to whatever group Milovic belongs to, there was a spy in both the America and in Russia. There could also be a communist uprising in both countries as well…
Milovic took the map from the 'Confidential' file and placed it on the coffee table. Took Harm's pen and circled three possible locations of the Ambassador.
"There are an unusual amount of activity going on around these parts where there weren't before. This might be where they are keeping them."
***
Somewhere in the seclusion of Chechnya
1115
"They're starting to be a nuisance Rainer. We must get rid of them." A man said looking at the satellite photos they obtained from their American friend. "They know too much."
"Not yet Dimitri." Rainer whispered. "Not yet. They haven't found out enough to incriminate us or find us. We'll send someone to tail them. But the traitor Milovic must be killed."
"Agreed." Dimitri then called to the rebels outside of their makeshift camp, told them to find Milovic and dispose of him.
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