Thursday, September 20, 2012

K Street, Chapter 28

Jeff finds himself in Washington DC on business trying to close a big deal for his company where he meets up with Nancy again, the FBI agent he had fallen in love with in Atlanta nearly two years ago. Jeff is separated from his wife because of Nancy’s letter. Jeff continues to attract women without trying, some of them with deadly intentions. Jeff and Nancy soon find themselves in the center of intrigue with Israelis and Iranians feeling threatened by the impending deal, determined to kill the deal at any cost―even at the cost of Jeff’s life! The surprising twists will make the reader gasp, the love scenes will make the reader sigh.






Chapter 28 of K Street The ODS office explodes! Shawn is killed!

Tuesday, 4:06 PM: Dead
The Iranians are going to kill the murderer! Then they go to the ODS office where Jeff calls the congressman to tell him what's going on. Suddenly, the ODS office explodes! Shawn is killed!

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               K Street, Chapter 28


Tuesday, 4:06 PM: Dead

     Nancy and Jeff smiled in relief, Arnie leaned forward sternly, “What about the killer? Are you going to call him off?”
     “That would depend on the answer I get from Tehran.”
     Arnie stood, “Forget it, the deal’s off!”
     “Wait, wait!” Omar jumped to his feet hands out.
     “I was told by the Pentagon that I can make whatever terms I want. Anything.”
     “We can make this deal, Arnie,” Omar lowered back down into his chair. He glanced around the faces on the other side of the desk from him, “Arnie, please sit down, let us talk this through.”
     Arnie hesitated, lowering himself back down, his hands on the chair handles as though he would spring up again.
     “You are right, I am sorry for this misunderstanding,” Omar apologized.
     “There’s more,” Arnie scowled.
     “What, what can we do more? We will call our man off.”
     “That’s not good enough.”
     “What more can we do? What more do you want?”
     “We want him.
     Omar shot a confused look to Abdul, “I don’t know if we can do that.”
     Arnie sprung to his feet sternly turning to Nancy and Jeff, “Come on, this is bullshit, we’re out of here.” Nancy stood up quickly, Jeff rose slowly looking to them.
     Abdul rose turning to the three, “Please let me speak!” in his crisp British accent, they turned to him. Abdul cast an admonishing scowl at Omar. “Look, we know that this whole matter got out of hand. We should have controlled this man better. Our worry is that he may know too much, that is why we are reluctant to turn him over to the U.S. authorities.” He waved his hands, palms up as though he was seeking alms. “You must understand that this is very complicated.” He looked to Omar who held his breath tightly. “There may be another way for us to manage this so that he will stop and we will not have to worry about him in your custody.”
     His words’ sudden crushing weight pushed on Jeff’s chest.
     They are going to have him killed!
     Arnie looked to Nancy who gave a subtle nod.
     “So you’re telling me that he’s called off?”
     “Like I have indicated, we will make sure that he is no longer a threat to you.”
     “We don’t want blood in the streets, we’ve had enough of that.”
     Abdul glanced at Omar, back to Arnie. “We can assure you that this matter will be managed discretely.”
     Arnie glanced to Nancy whose tiny nod made him puff out his chest. “Okay then, we have a deal. You will make sure that this guy is off the street, we will make sure that you get your systems.” Arnie reached into his coat pocket pulling out a business card, “Here, call me in the morning when you hear, we’ll set up another meeting.”
     Without another word Arnie turned toward the door followed by Nancy and Jeff, a minute later they were back in the car with Ted, a few minutes later they were driving up K Street.
     Nancy frowned, “So do you think they’ll get this guy?” Jeff felt a shiver at her words get this guy knowing she was saying kill this guy.
     “Listen, Omar knows he really screwed up hiring this guy, he wants this thing the hell behind him, that was obvious,” Arnie answered thoughtfully.
     “Yeah, well you sure as hell gave him a nudge, now didn’t you Arnie?” Nancy laughed.
     “Sometimes you need a nice big threat to make sure people see things clearly,” the two of them laughed out loud, Jeff squinched his face looking back and forth between the two.
     Nancy looked at her watch, “Arnie, look at the time.” Arnie pulled up his coat sleeve, studied his watch. “We only have forty minutes before the meeting. I think we should go straight there.”
     “Yeah, I’d rather be relaxed. Hold on a second,” Arnie leaned forward to Ted, “Hey, Ted, can you pull over?” the car quickly pulled to the curb. Arnie pulled out his cell phone, pushed some buttons, speaking into the phone, “So we’re all set? Potomac’s all arranged? Yeah…yeah…at four…like I said we’ll all meet up then we’ll come right over…yes he needs to be there…code red on the congressman…good…really, I wonder why?...got it, I’d be nervous if I were him, I’ll ask but I’m sure it’ll be fine.” He looked back and forth between the Nancy and Jeff, “Yes, they’re both here…okay fine, we’ll wait for the others in front of the ODS building…fine, okay…alright…yes we’ll call him to tell him to meet us in front of the building, see you then.” Arnie pushed a button sliding the phone back into his pocket.
     “Okay,” he leaned forward to Ted, “can you put up the screen? Then get us to the ODS building, I need you to be about a half-block down on the other side of the street, it’s one-way, heading to K Street right?” Ted turned to Arnie nodding reaching for a button, a tinted glass window started sliding out of the top of the front seat, in a second they were fully enclosed in darkened glass.
     A second later the car started away from the curb. Jeff could see Archie’s on their left, the car turned right going around the block, right, turned twice again pulling to the left curb about a half block from the intersection of K Street with the ODS building a hundred feet in front of them on the other side of the street. The engine turned off. They sat in silence.
     Nancy, I mentioned this earlier,” Arnie smiled at her, “but you were on such a diamond high I want to make sure you heard.” She gave him a girlish grin. “But we decided that we are only meeting everyone here, that we will all stay in our cars. We haven’t told Tom about this so we’ll need to call him to have him come down. Can you do that? Tell him we have a driver arranged, to be downstairs at five minutes to four. Bring all the paperwork and payments.” He paused glancing at Jeff’s concerned face, “No, better yet, tell him to empty his safe and bring it all with him, all the files, everything. Just to be sure.” She pulled out her phone turning away from them.
     He turned to Jeff, “The congressman has asked you to call him to tell him what’s going on.”
     Jeff looked confused, “What do you mean what’s going on? What do I know?”
     “Look, he’s already at the Potomac house, and he is really nervous about all this stuff, I think it’s just a way to pass the time,” he pulled out a piece of paper that had been ripped from the top of a page handing it to Jeff, “I don’t know, just call him. You guys seemed to connect at that last meeting, maybe he just wants to hear a friendly voice.”
     Jeff frowned at the idea that he connected with the congressman taking the paper reluctantly, “Okay, I guess. When should I call him?”
     “Whenever you want.” Arnie leaned forward to look past Jeff to Nancy who was just putting her phone back into her purse, “I also need you to stand at the door to make sure we tell everyone what’s going on, no point in going upstairs then turn around to come back down. I’ll help.” He opened the left-side rear door, she opened the right door.
     “Wait!” Jeff pulled Arnie’s coat, “you want me to just sit here? Are the Arabs going to be here?”
     “They better be! You should see their limo in a minute. Then we’ll do a caravan to Potomac house, we are not telling anyone where we are going for the obvious reasons, they’ll just have to follow us. Also, we are expecting Frank Pacfil, the president of General Avatonics, he’ll need to be at the signing, too.”
     “Yeah, that’s great, I haven’t seen Frank in a few weeks since my last visit down to San Diego to iron out some details on the interfaces with his airplanes. Nice.”
     “He’ll be here in a separate car, we arranged a driver for him.”
     Jeff nodded, the doors both closed on each side of him, a second later he was sitting alone surrounded by darkened glass.
     He fingered the scrap of paper with the phone number, reached inside his coat for his phone. A second later he heard the phone ringing, Jeff heard Roger the congressman’s voice, “Hello, Jeff?”
     “Yes, this is Jeff, is this Roger Clement?”
     “Yes it is, thanks for calling.”
     “They told me to call you, what’s up?”
     “I’m here at some house on the other side of the river. I guess they are moving the signing meeting here?”
     “Yeah, there’s some concern about the ODS offices.”
     “What kind of concern?” Jeff could hear tremor in the voice coming through the phone.
     “Just to make sure everybody is safe.”
     “That’s good right?” Jeff sensed the tiniest relief in Roger’s voice.
     “Yeah, I think there’s too much craziness here, I really give it to these guys for doing this. I think it’s better safe, as they say,” Jeff smiling to himself that is was his idea.
     “So what’s going on there?”
     “We just drove up, I’m in a car with complete blacked-out windows…hold on…Nancy is on the phone, just hung up…Arnie and her are standing in front of the ODS door.”
     “Which entrance?”
     Fifteenth street. Wait, a limo just drove up. Arnie is walking around to talk to the driver.” Silence on the line, Jeff watching Arnie making a large circling motion with his arm, pointing toward the car Jeff was sitting in. “He’s instructing them to come around the block behind us.”
     Another large black car drove up, Arnie made the same motions around the block, pointing at Ted’s car.
     Jeff watched, Roger’s loud breathing filled Jeff’s left ear. “Tom just came out the door, he’s holding an office file box. And a briefcase. Must have the contracts and payments with him, good…wait, there’s Shawn.” Jeff watched, leaning forward to the darkened glass, “They’re discussing something. No they’re arguing about something.” Jeff watched Shawn get animated, gesturing to the building, pointing up the sheer wall to the rows of windows marking the building’s floors above them. Jeff looked up noticing for the first time that there were three rows of windows above the street showing the building had four floors including the lobby level which had no windows.
    “Jeff, what’s going on? What’s happening!” Roger’s anxious voice barked.
    Jeff turned around seeing a limo pull up behind him. “I think the Arabs are in the limo that just pulled up behind us.”
    “What’s going on?”
    “Hold it! Wait, Shawn looks real upset, I can’t tell what they’re saying but he keeps pointing to the building…like he wants them to come inside. Now Arnie is yelling. Nancy is trying to step in. Arnie’s coming toward the car! No wait, he’s turning around pulling Nancy away from Shawn. He’s talking to her, now she’s going back to Shawn. Here comes Arnie.”
     The left-rear car door flew open, Arnie flopped into the seat slamming the car door hard. “Stupid son-of-a-bitch!”
     Jeff pulled the phone down from his ear, “What’s going on?”
     “He insists that the signing meeting be held here, he says this is the most secure building in all of DC.”
     Jeff shook his head, “It’s just a what, a half-hour meeting, what’s the big deal?”
     “His little pride is hurt that the deal isn’t being done in the ODS office. Something about this deal being a crowning moment or some damned thing, I don’t know. He was really hostile to me, Nancy couldn’t calm him down no matter what she said. He was really upset that we weren’t coming up.”
     They both leaned to the glass watching Shawn’s raised hands, his big gesticulations, his face red in anger screaming at Nancy, Tom stepping ten feet back, his mouth agape watching Shawn’s ferocious behavior with distress. Tom set the box and briefcase down, stepped to Shawn hands half held-up like he was trying to calm Shawn down. Jeff was amazed at Nancy’s lack of resistance, lack of response even. Like she was so stunned at Shawn’s behavior that she was completely shell-shocked.
    “This is bullshit! I’m going to go punch that bastard out!” Jeff reached for the door handle barely getting his fingers on the handle when Arnie yanked him back with such strength that Jeff felt a muscle pull in his forearm.
    “No! Jeff stop!”
    Jeff spun his head astonished at Arnie’s action, at Arnie’s physical strength!
    “She’s a big girl and everyone thinks you're dead. I know it’s hard to watch, but stay put!”
    Jeff sat in Ted’s car looking through the darkened glass, finally Shawn leaned his face to Nancy, fiercely screaming at her with his hands jabbing at her, he glanced at his watch turning suddenly, charging through the door into the ODS building.
     Nancy stood, her arms hanging limp, staring vacantly at the door Shawn had just stomped into. Tom walked timidly toward Nancy saying something just as another black car drove past the car Jeff was in, pulling right to the curb, the driver stepping out. Nancy looked like she suddenly snapped herself out of it, turned pointing to Jeff’s car and the two other cars behind them. Tom put his hand on her shoulder speaking to her. He leaned over picking up the box and briefcase, opening the back passenger door of the limo climbing in with box and briefcase, the driver coming around to close the door, getting back into the car.
     Nancy turned one more time to look at the door Shawn had charged into, turned back  walking across the street slowly, shaking her head, her face down so Jeff couldn’t see her expression but he knew that she was distraught.
     Jeff heard the scratchy sound of Roger’s voice in the phone he was holding near his chest. He put it to his ear, “Yeah, Roger, it looks like Tom is circling around to join the caravan, Shawn went into the building. Nancy’s coming across the street…no I don’t know what’s going on, but it looks―”
     B-O-O-O-O-O-M! The car rocked violently an enormous explosion’s burst resounding between the buildings Jeff looking up to see huge plumes of flame rocketing out of the top-floor windows glass raining onto the car looking to Nancy turned running back to the building Jeff cupping the phone to his ear “ROGER! THE BUILDING BLEW UP!” throwing the phone onto the seat pushing open the door flying out Arnie jumping out charging around the front Ted jumping out swinging around the front of the car the three men sprinting across the glass-spattered street to Nancy “SHAWN! SHAWN! SHAWN!” she looking up toward the flames running toward the building “SHAWN! SHAWN!” the building door’s glass shattered into a spider web of splintered glass bursting when she touched the door handle “SHAWN! SHAWN!” water spraying from the inside a fire alarm ringing from the side of the building Jeff first to her “STOP NANCY! STOP! IT’S NOT SAFE!” trembling pulling away she pushed Jeff aside to get through the door “SHAWN! SHAWN!” Jeff pulling at her trying to stop her trying to pull her back she swung around clipping him on the jaw his head reeling back he kept his grip locked to her shoulders soon other hands were pulling at her pulling her back from the building Jeff looking back to see water from the sprinklers inside cascading in rushes under the bent door frame looking around to people running out onto the street looking up in horror he looked up to enormous plumes of flames licking the sides of the building the street covered in glass and debris.
     They finally managed to pull Nancy back to the car, she kept turning back to the building like she was going to make a break for it but three sets of strong hands held her pulling her firmly away from the chaos raging before them Jeff hearing sirens knowing that in a minute the streets would be filled with fire engines.
     Nancy was heaving in deep emotional swells of tears, “Oh, god, Shawn, Shawn…”
     They firmly but gently put her into the back seat again, Jeff sitting on her right side, she sat face in hands, great swells of sobbing, her voice weak, “Shawn, Shawn, oh god, Shawn…”
     Jeff turned watching Arnie walk to the last car in the line, leaned over speaking to the driver, that car starting backing up, followed by the same routine to the other cars, each reversing in turn. Arnie came around the left-side door, leaned over speaking to Ted who then got back behind the wheel. Jeff heard the car start, the car moving backward away from the chaos. The car turned, a moment later they were driving forward again.
     Jeff put his arm around Nancy’s shoulder, pulled her to him, speechless. He could barely hear her moan, “Shawn. Shawn, oh god my Shawn.”
     She sobbed deeply, “Oh, god.”
     “He’s dead.”


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