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A word of warning: the next few chapters are short.
End of 34
Quinn's smug attitude infuriated Gage. "Robert we're in the business of protecting this country. We're in the business of allowing our people to risk their lives in the furtherance of that goal, but we do not, nor will we ever support or authorize the purposeful endangerment our people to suit our own egos!"
Carl had been quiet as long as he could. "You sent Terri away and threatened her, then let all of us believe she'd been murdered by the North Koreans? That's low even for you."
"Carl, you say that with such contempt. I love this country and this agency; my job is to protect both, whatever the cost."
Carl couldn't believe the arrogance of this man. "How many of our agents have been killed because of your little project with the Koreans?"
Before Quinn had a chance to answer, the door flew open.
CHAPTER 35
Stiles burst into the conference room. He quickly walked over to Quinn, spun his chair around, and picked him up by his collar with one hand. In the other hand was his letter from Terri, which he began waving wildly in Quinn's face. The letter was an updated version of the one she wrote three years earlier detailing her misery and depression after the twins were born; It was a suicide note.
"You told me my wife was dead! All this time you let me believe that my pregnant wife was dead! How dare you mess with people's lives that way?"
Stiles added with increased venom, "Now I know why you were so adamant that I not go to Korea to search for her myself. She was four months pregnant and hurt. You made her give up her life, her family. . . "
As Stiles berated Quinn, even he was surprised as a tear fell from his eye. He knew Terri was safe and he knew both of their children were alive and healthy, but just thinking how close Terri came to really committing suicide got to Stiles. As Stiles' tears flowed he dropped Terri's letter and used his now free hand to punch Quinn. He hit him so hard that Quinn fell backward onto the table as the rest of the group watched in silence. Stunned, Quinn didn't immediately get up.
"Get up you coward! Tell me exactly what happened to my wife!"
Quinn got up slowly, straightened his jacket and answered Stiles—all without flinching. "Mr. Stiles, I believe she answered that for you."
Carl and Tom, who were sitting on either side of Quinn, jumped up when Quinn fell on the table. It took all of their power to keep Stiles from hitting him again. As Tom and Carl restrained Stiles he barked more questions at Quinn.
"I want to hear it from you! My children deserve to know the truth, what happened?"
Joshua, who had been watching in silence, interjected, "Where are the children?"
Stiles turned to answer Joshua, "They're safe," then turned right back to Quinn.
"I'm waiting Quinn."
Gage let go of Stiles and joined the conversation. "Robert, please enlighten us. "
Quinn sat back down and made himself comfortable.
"Alright Tom. . ." Quinn went on to detail the entire story from the mistake by Joshua's wife 16 years earlier to Gage's involvement in the operation, to the deal he made with Terri four years earlier.
Quinn, smug as ever, stopped talking and looked around the room. "Would you like me to go on?"
Carl, Lex, Jackson and Stiles looked at Tom Gage.
"Tom, you knew about this?"
"Mr. Stiles, I assure you, I assure all of you, I had no idea of Mr. Quinn's 'deal' with Terri. I had no idea she was alive; I too believed that she was killed at the hands of the North Koreans."
Stiles couldn't believe what he was hearing. He wasn't surprised by much Quinn did, but he truly believed in Tom Gage; He thought he was different.
Carl Reese looked at his boss then at Robert Quinn, the thorn in his professional side, and picked up the phone. Gage reached over and put his hand over Carl's.
"Who are you calling?"
"The White House."
Before Gage could object, the conference room door opened again.
"That won't be necessary."
Everyone turned toward the door, mouths open, as the President of the United States entered the room.
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Jnp: so I was a little to transparent with who was behind door #1, eh? LOL
DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT I HAVE TO USE TO KEEP MY FORMATTING WHEN I POST HERE?
A word of warning: the next few chapters are short.
End of 34
Quinn's smug attitude infuriated Gage. "Robert we're in the business of protecting this country. We're in the business of allowing our people to risk their lives in the furtherance of that goal, but we do not, nor will we ever support or authorize the purposeful endangerment our people to suit our own egos!"
Carl had been quiet as long as he could. "You sent Terri away and threatened her, then let all of us believe she'd been murdered by the North Koreans? That's low even for you."
"Carl, you say that with such contempt. I love this country and this agency; my job is to protect both, whatever the cost."
Carl couldn't believe the arrogance of this man. "How many of our agents have been killed because of your little project with the Koreans?"
Before Quinn had a chance to answer, the door flew open.
CHAPTER 35
Stiles burst into the conference room. He quickly walked over to Quinn, spun his chair around, and picked him up by his collar with one hand. In the other hand was his letter from Terri, which he began waving wildly in Quinn's face. The letter was an updated version of the one she wrote three years earlier detailing her misery and depression after the twins were born; It was a suicide note.
"You told me my wife was dead! All this time you let me believe that my pregnant wife was dead! How dare you mess with people's lives that way?"
Stiles added with increased venom, "Now I know why you were so adamant that I not go to Korea to search for her myself. She was four months pregnant and hurt. You made her give up her life, her family. . . "
As Stiles berated Quinn, even he was surprised as a tear fell from his eye. He knew Terri was safe and he knew both of their children were alive and healthy, but just thinking how close Terri came to really committing suicide got to Stiles. As Stiles' tears flowed he dropped Terri's letter and used his now free hand to punch Quinn. He hit him so hard that Quinn fell backward onto the table as the rest of the group watched in silence. Stunned, Quinn didn't immediately get up.
"Get up you coward! Tell me exactly what happened to my wife!"
Quinn got up slowly, straightened his jacket and answered Stiles—all without flinching. "Mr. Stiles, I believe she answered that for you."
Carl and Tom, who were sitting on either side of Quinn, jumped up when Quinn fell on the table. It took all of their power to keep Stiles from hitting him again. As Tom and Carl restrained Stiles he barked more questions at Quinn.
"I want to hear it from you! My children deserve to know the truth, what happened?"
Joshua, who had been watching in silence, interjected, "Where are the children?"
Stiles turned to answer Joshua, "They're safe," then turned right back to Quinn.
"I'm waiting Quinn."
Gage let go of Stiles and joined the conversation. "Robert, please enlighten us. "
Quinn sat back down and made himself comfortable.
"Alright Tom. . ." Quinn went on to detail the entire story from the mistake by Joshua's wife 16 years earlier to Gage's involvement in the operation, to the deal he made with Terri four years earlier.
Quinn, smug as ever, stopped talking and looked around the room. "Would you like me to go on?"
Carl, Lex, Jackson and Stiles looked at Tom Gage.
"Tom, you knew about this?"
"Mr. Stiles, I assure you, I assure all of you, I had no idea of Mr. Quinn's 'deal' with Terri. I had no idea she was alive; I too believed that she was killed at the hands of the North Koreans."
Stiles couldn't believe what he was hearing. He wasn't surprised by much Quinn did, but he truly believed in Tom Gage; He thought he was different.
Carl Reese looked at his boss then at Robert Quinn, the thorn in his professional side, and picked up the phone. Gage reached over and put his hand over Carl's.
"Who are you calling?"
"The White House."
Before Gage could object, the conference room door opened again.
"That won't be necessary."
Everyone turned toward the door, mouths open, as the President of the United States entered the room.
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Jnp: so I was a little to transparent with who was behind door #1, eh? LOL
DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT I HAVE TO USE TO KEEP MY FORMATTING WHEN I POST HERE?