Snippets #1

Suddenly there was a knock on the panel door. Jack sprang around rapidly, pulling out his brand new Ruger SR9. Ron had his hand ready on his Glock G21. As Jack slid open the door, he found himself aiming directly at the forehead of ……

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“Who is this guy? And, what are we doing here.” Ron asked. “I have never been more nervous in my life. Something is wrong. Something is terribly wrong. We’ve been asked to spy on the Chair of the Intel Committee. And, it came from one of the top brass. What do you say Jack, how about pulling out and heading to D.C. to find out what’s up?”

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Jack was breathing heavily. Why didn’t he marry what’s her name when he left Cal Tec? What got him into such a mess? He chose this life, but he sure didn’t want it. Every time he saw a mother with children at the store there was always that deep pull, wanting to join. Now it was all too late. Deeply depressed, he felt again that this was the last day of his life. Why did Ron have to be here? It was not fair for him to suffer, too. “Nancy and the kids will never forgive me for getting him into this situation. But I didn’t, so why am I blaming myself?” He felt confused beyond hope, and couldn’t seem to keep his hand off his weapon. . “Oh, God, please help me. Please, please help me,” he whispered.