intelligence of a man who could actually work by my side - not just my lover but my business partner who would defend me and I her no matter what, I might consider it. Unfortunately, the government and so on already hires most women of that caliber. So, I have had many women and will continue that way - no ties to anyone. You really should consider it Juan,” Dmitry said with a smile on his face.
“Dmitry thanks but no thanks. Believe me I had my share of women in Colombia. Are you kidding? Every woman around me wanted to be ‘the one’ - but I never got ‘the one’ as I realized they were only after my money. They were never there for me when the chips were down or when something threatened their life. They never realized that being with me and all the money came with a price that was the threat to life. That was part of what led me to get out of the drug cartel scene - never having security,” said Juan reflecting on his years in Colombia. “Thought I was on top of the world but then I realized that any criminality only goes so far. Once you’ve gotten what you wanted, it is the right thing to pass it on to someone else and move on with your riches.” Juan continually failed to realize his life with Elizabeth was only an illusion of that perfect marriage he had always wanted. It could never be real in view of his dishonesty about both his past and present.
“Well, Juan, I see your views. Unfortunately, I don’t share them and this you know. I want control and power so that no one can use their control or power on me. Look at me now; men in the Middle East with more ammunition and power of destruction than I practically bow down to me. Why? Because I control energy in a way they aren’t able to. I don’t plan on ending my process - I am in pursuit of full power and control and I will get it and continue to amass it,” said Dmitry as he gazed out the window of the plane.
“I can only admire your determination, my friend,” replied Juan, patting him on the shoulder as he stood up to go to the bathroom.
CHAPTER SEVEN
“Alright guys we’ve got our work cut out for us on this operation,” said Elizabeth as she had her whole back up team sitting around her suite and cracking their knuckles. “We are it. We cannot rely on the local government to do anything. They are corrupt in general and also may be specifically corrupted by El Diablo. In a severe case, we may get back up from the CIA branch office at the US Consulate Office here. But even then it is in extreme urgency. We are here, we do our job, and we get out. No media coverage, no local government noise, etc. Real stealth job. Is this clear to everyone?”
Everyone replied with agreement.
“I have one question though - what if we have to do a whole shoot out or such without making a bunch of noise or attention?” asked agent Forrester.
“Well, you raise a good question Forrester. What do we do?” replied Elizabeth, addressing the team.
“Well, I think that if we have to make a lot of noise it should only be out of extreme urgency and then we have to involve the US Consul with a cover story for the media” replied SJ who was the intelligence operations officer of the team.
“Right, that is exactly what we do. See, all these little points of the team have to be in. Fast action with lots of communication and coordination.”
“The first thing we are going to have to do, which is your area SJ, is get the information on all incoming flights, commercial and private starting now through tomorrow. Presumably these people are traveling privately and will not all be registered as they would be if they traveled commercially,” said Elizabeth.
“I have a set up with the private jet manager at the airport. I will get all the names of everyone that has stepped foot off every private aircraft that touches down,” replied SJ.
“Good, good. Then we will have the names
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