Jack's office pleased him very much. Adequate room, computer, phone, and a very well organized desk. His basket of dispatches laid on his desk very neatly. He sat down and started working. The first dispatch was was very serious. It concerned the Morman church. It asked for a analogy on what should be inforced. It asked if the church should be punished, if the man should be punished, and if so how should they be. "Mr. Miller must not have enough time for this. No, he's testing me." Jack thought. Jack started typing on his computer.
Mr. Miller we both know what we should do about this. The Morman church and Joe Turner should both be punished by law. I do not know why they even sugjest not punishing them. Joe Turner commited a series of crimes here. He raped teenage girls, of whom are which his daughters makes it inbreeding as well. Which is illegal in every state now. The rape is also on minors which does not help any. He can also be tried on rape of the women who are not minors. They were made to have sex with him because they were told that it would please God. Which in court will lead to rape. And why should the church be punished? Because they encouraged it. Which makes out that they knew about it and did not act. So the church can be tried on all of Joe's punishments, and on not acting to civil duties. The church should be fined and shut down, and Joe Turner should be in prison for life. If not executed. That Mr. Miller, is my first analogy.
Jack was proud of himself. He printed out the message and stapled it inside the dispatch. He put the floor number and office number of Caleb Miller on the envolope. He then sealed the envolope with wax and put it in the outward dispatch basket to his right. "That is crazy. The defense lawyer of the Morman's will state that they have the right to practice their religion. But he will leave out the part about practicing your religion to the law's extent. The supreme court know's what right and wrong is. So if they know anything about hell. They will do what's right."
"Dr. Brezhev let's have a drink to a successfull mission." Tucker Henderson said holding a glass up. "Of course sir" Brezhev said holding his up as well. They drank. "I hope that operation Hell's Highway will be remembered in the new world that we will create." Brezhev said. "I will make sure of it." "Sir I was wondering, why is that the name of the operation?" "Well Dr. Brezhev, what highway do you think the world is on? All of the evil in this world will be ended. Some of the people in this world I know are good. So I will be doing them a favor. But in our new world there will be no evil. Anyone who commits a huge crime will be shot. And our mercenaries will be the army. This highway will soon end. And there will be a new highway. One that leads to that place where the good live forever." "That is the most beautiful thing I have ever heard." "Are all of the pairs ready as well Dr." "Mr. Henderson, operation Hell's Highway is ready and set." "I hope so"
When Jack was finnaly done analizing the morning dispatches it was time for lunch. He headed for the elevator and he found Mary Nichols. "Hello Mr. Tyson." She said in her soft sweet voice. "Hello Mary." She flustered. "Do you know where the cafateria is?" "No, could you show me?" Jack asked. "Of course." When the elevator got to the first floor, Mary led Jack to the FBI cafateria. They were serving stew and mashed potatoes. Jack got his plate and sat down with Mary. "Do you like your office Mr. Tyson?" "Yes, very much." "That's good. So are you ready for the assembly tommorow night? Every agent loves getting his badge." "Well of course. What all information is on it?" "Well your name of course. Also your birthdate, eye color, sex, and your position in the beauro." "Cool." "Did you hear about the Mormans in Texas? Is'nt that just awful?" "Yes it is. And disgusting." "What kind of person would do such a thing?!" "Joe Turner I guess." Jack and Mary finished their food and went back to their work. Jack had a few dispatches on Mexican immigration issues and drug smugglers. "Not quite as thrilling as a James Bond movie." Jack thought to himself. "No girls, cars, or gadgets. Just a desk, and a pile of dispatches"
Tucker Henderson walked into the dorms where the pairs of men and women slept. There were 10 pairs, and they were already waiting for him. Good. "Ladies and gentlemen, you will leave on July the 3rd at 9:00 p.m. You all know the mission. If I succeed on Febuary 2nd. You will all repopulate the will raise your children to know good and evil, you will also reproduce all of the agriculture. Dr. Brezhev and I will be back on Febuary the the 3rd after we have stolen the platform. We will send up two more space shuttles before we send you all up. In one shuttle we will have 500 acres worth of seeds for every fruit, tree, and vegetable. In the other shuttle we will have all of the livestock and necesary animals that we need. I know that you think I am a hipocrit for making you all repopulate. But in order to get the world we are striving for, we must make sacrafices. We will do this for our children, grandchildren, and so on. So that they may be what they want to be." The men and women applauded. "This is great." Henderson thought. "The world I have dreamed of since I was 16 years old is getting closer and closer. I am pulling the world off of the highway and heading for the interstate." But there was a problem. He had to get rid of the road block. And that, was reality.
Jack was finished with his work at 5:45. He shut down his computer, cleaned up his desk, and grabbed his suitcase. He locked his office door on the way out. When he was finnaly out of the building he was again stopped by Mary Nichols. "Where are you going?" She asked. "I'm gonna go eat supper and find me an apartment." "Do you want to go eat with me?" She asked quietly. "Sure." She took him to her car. It was a very nice blood red Chrysler. "Do you not have a car?" She asked. "No, but tommorow during lunch I am going to the Ford dealer to get a Mustang. The army gave me bundle of dough when I left." "Well I would figure so, considering you found the information leading to Iraq's weapon's of mass destruction." "You're a smart girl. How did you know that?" "I listen into Mr. Millers conversations over the intercom." She said. "Don't you tell him that." "I won't." She pulled her car into an Applebees and parked. When they came in, a waitor escorted them to their table. "Would you like anything to drink?" " Sweet tea please." Mary told him."And you sir?" "I would like a coke." "I will be right back." The waitor said as he left. "I see you like coke." Mary said smiling. "Well yeah, don't you?" "Not as much as you." Jack stared at her. "Why do you keep staring at me?" "Because you are so beautiful." She became red. "Why am I beautiful?" She asked. "Your eyes, they are so green. Like beautiful grass on a mountain. And your hair is so brown and curly." He answered. "Are those the only reasons I am beautiful?" "No of course not. Your personality is so beautiful I can't breath." The waitor came back with the drinks. "What would you two like to eat." "I would like the shrimp slathered steak." Mary told him. "I would like the same." "Okay it will be out in about 10 to 15 minutes." Mary stared at Jack. "Why is my personality beautiful?" "Because your sweet, unselfish, and everything else." "You have only known me for a day." She said. "Well than your a good actor."..... She kissed was so fast and sudden. He kissed her back. It was a long, breathtaking kiss. It was the greatest moment so far in Jack's life. "First day, and I'm already in love." Jack thought as his lips kissed his girl.