((I don't know if anyone's ready this since I haven't heard from anyone,
but if so, here's part 3))
Part 3
0220; 2 NOVEMBER 2003 KEFLUVIK AIRPORT NEAR REYKJAVIK, ICELAND
Mac rubbed her eyes before putting on her cover as she stepped off the plane. She immediately pulled her coat tighter around her as the cold air surrounded her. 'Why couldn't the damn vault have been in Hawaii or something?' She thought to herself as she made her way towards the building.
A sigh of relief escaped her lips when the doors opened and she was greeted with warmth. She quickened her steps slightly to get inside where she began to scan the room for the General. Finally, she spotted him standing by a fireplace and made her way to him, snapping a salute.
General Coleman returned the salute. "You must be Colonel Mackenzie. Welcome to Kefluvik." He smiled very faintly. "Sorry, someone forgot to turn on the heater outside."
Mac returned the faint smile. "It's quite alright, sir."
General Coleman nodded. "I'm sure that you're exhausted. So we'll get you to your room and you can start your investigation in the morning. General Jumper informed me that you've already been briefed?"
Mac nodded. "Yes, sir. He told me about the situation. I've been trying to figure out where to start."
He handed her a list of names. "These people have come forward to be interviewed. They believe that they have information pertinent to your investigation."
She nodded again. "Thank you, sir."
"Airman Daniels will show you to your rack."
"Yes, sir." She snapped to and saluted. "Good evening, sir."
"Good evening, Colonel." He returned the salute and motioned for the Airman who rushed over, saluting them both.
"Airman First Class Daniels." Both Mac and the General returned the salute. "Daniels, show the Colonel to her rack so she can get some rest."
Daniels nodded. "Right this way, Ma'am." He led Mac down the long hall.
"How long have you been stationed her, Airman?"
"Just under five months, Ma'am."
"Are there any personnel here that would you believe would commit treason?"
"No, Ma'am. And I don't understand why someone would do it." He shook his head slightly.
Mac nodded. "Neither do I, Airman."
He stopped in front of a door at the end of the hall. "Here are your quarters Ma'am. If you need anything, I'm on duty tonight."
"Thank you, Airman."
He snapped his salute. "Will that be all, Ma'am."
"Yes, good evening." She returned the salute and headed into the small room, a tiny sigh escaping her lips. She never missed living on base. The quarters were always so cramped, but at least there was a bed, albeit uncomfortable. And a bed was all she needed at the moment. She considered not changing, but uniforms weren't all that comfortable. So, she changed quickly and flopped down on the hard bed, falling asleep almost immediately despite all the thoughts that were running through her mind.
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0820 2 NOVEMBER 2003 KEFLUVIK AIRPORT NEAR REYKJAVIK, ICELAND
Morning came way too early for Mac. When Airman Daniels knocked on her door, she groaned inwardly and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Just a minute, Airman." She pulled out her BDUs and changed before opening the door. "Good morning, Airman Daniels."
"Good morning, ma'am. I trust you slept well?"
"Like a log, Airman."
"I've contacted the personnel that you're to interview and set up times for each of them. They'll meet you in the conference room starting at 0845."
"Thank you, Airman Daniels." She grabbed her cover and her briefcase. "Lead the way."
"Yes, ma'am." He nodded and led her back down the hall to the conference room. "Here you are, ma'am. There's coffee in the pot already, so help yourself." He waited until she returned his salute and left.
Mac poured herself a mug of the magical elixir and sighed happily as the hot liquid passed her lips. She took her seat and once more studied the files in front of her. "There has to be something." She said softly.
After two hours and several interviews, she still had nothing substantial. She was ready to throw the files across there room when her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. "Enter." The door opened to reveal a young man.
"Ma'am, First Lieutenant Layne reports as order."
"At ease, Lieutenant. Have a seat." She watched him do so. "I'm going to get right to the point, Lieutenant. What do you have that is going to help me?"
"Ma'am, I was a computer science major in college. My computer skills are why I'm here now. When the files went missing, the General asked that I begin searching any computer activity going in or out of the three bases involved for the past six months. It wasn't easy, but I came across these emails." He slid some papers across the desk.
Mac picked them up and began to read over them, her eyes widening slightly. She looked back up at him. "I can't believe that."
He nodded. "I was surprised by it myself, ma'am."
TBC ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Part 3
0220; 2 NOVEMBER 2003 KEFLUVIK AIRPORT NEAR REYKJAVIK, ICELAND
Mac rubbed her eyes before putting on her cover as she stepped off the plane. She immediately pulled her coat tighter around her as the cold air surrounded her. 'Why couldn't the damn vault have been in Hawaii or something?' She thought to herself as she made her way towards the building.
A sigh of relief escaped her lips when the doors opened and she was greeted with warmth. She quickened her steps slightly to get inside where she began to scan the room for the General. Finally, she spotted him standing by a fireplace and made her way to him, snapping a salute.
General Coleman returned the salute. "You must be Colonel Mackenzie. Welcome to Kefluvik." He smiled very faintly. "Sorry, someone forgot to turn on the heater outside."
Mac returned the faint smile. "It's quite alright, sir."
General Coleman nodded. "I'm sure that you're exhausted. So we'll get you to your room and you can start your investigation in the morning. General Jumper informed me that you've already been briefed?"
Mac nodded. "Yes, sir. He told me about the situation. I've been trying to figure out where to start."
He handed her a list of names. "These people have come forward to be interviewed. They believe that they have information pertinent to your investigation."
She nodded again. "Thank you, sir."
"Airman Daniels will show you to your rack."
"Yes, sir." She snapped to and saluted. "Good evening, sir."
"Good evening, Colonel." He returned the salute and motioned for the Airman who rushed over, saluting them both.
"Airman First Class Daniels." Both Mac and the General returned the salute. "Daniels, show the Colonel to her rack so she can get some rest."
Daniels nodded. "Right this way, Ma'am." He led Mac down the long hall.
"How long have you been stationed her, Airman?"
"Just under five months, Ma'am."
"Are there any personnel here that would you believe would commit treason?"
"No, Ma'am. And I don't understand why someone would do it." He shook his head slightly.
Mac nodded. "Neither do I, Airman."
He stopped in front of a door at the end of the hall. "Here are your quarters Ma'am. If you need anything, I'm on duty tonight."
"Thank you, Airman."
He snapped his salute. "Will that be all, Ma'am."
"Yes, good evening." She returned the salute and headed into the small room, a tiny sigh escaping her lips. She never missed living on base. The quarters were always so cramped, but at least there was a bed, albeit uncomfortable. And a bed was all she needed at the moment. She considered not changing, but uniforms weren't all that comfortable. So, she changed quickly and flopped down on the hard bed, falling asleep almost immediately despite all the thoughts that were running through her mind.
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0820 2 NOVEMBER 2003 KEFLUVIK AIRPORT NEAR REYKJAVIK, ICELAND
Morning came way too early for Mac. When Airman Daniels knocked on her door, she groaned inwardly and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. "Just a minute, Airman." She pulled out her BDUs and changed before opening the door. "Good morning, Airman Daniels."
"Good morning, ma'am. I trust you slept well?"
"Like a log, Airman."
"I've contacted the personnel that you're to interview and set up times for each of them. They'll meet you in the conference room starting at 0845."
"Thank you, Airman Daniels." She grabbed her cover and her briefcase. "Lead the way."
"Yes, ma'am." He nodded and led her back down the hall to the conference room. "Here you are, ma'am. There's coffee in the pot already, so help yourself." He waited until she returned his salute and left.
Mac poured herself a mug of the magical elixir and sighed happily as the hot liquid passed her lips. She took her seat and once more studied the files in front of her. "There has to be something." She said softly.
After two hours and several interviews, she still had nothing substantial. She was ready to throw the files across there room when her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. "Enter." The door opened to reveal a young man.
"Ma'am, First Lieutenant Layne reports as order."
"At ease, Lieutenant. Have a seat." She watched him do so. "I'm going to get right to the point, Lieutenant. What do you have that is going to help me?"
"Ma'am, I was a computer science major in college. My computer skills are why I'm here now. When the files went missing, the General asked that I begin searching any computer activity going in or out of the three bases involved for the past six months. It wasn't easy, but I came across these emails." He slid some papers across the desk.
Mac picked them up and began to read over them, her eyes widening slightly. She looked back up at him. "I can't believe that."
He nodded. "I was surprised by it myself, ma'am."
TBC ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~