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war.”
    “Like I said, you’re a reasonable man. I’ve seen what you’ve done or, better yet, not done. You could have bombed McCall back to the stone ages but you’ve shown great restraint. You’re looking for a diplomatic solution to this. If I were to attack you like that bombing, that would only force your hand. You want to find a peaceful solution and so do I. And I don’t murder innocent women and children. I’ve been called a terrorist and rebel by some of the hardliners in Cheyenne, but I’m not that. I’m a soldier, a warrior, and I still believe in honor.”
    Cruz looked up in deep thought.
    “This war needs to end. Let us go in peace so we can repair our damaged infrastructure, so our people can live without fear they’ll be bombed or see a tank rolling down their street. If you attack us, if you bomb us, it will only harden our resolve. We will never stop and vice versa.”
    Cruz didn’t reply. He was lost in reflection on everything Gordon was saying and what had just occurred in Cheyenne.
    “We’re opponents, not enemies, Andrew. Let me help you. Let me find out who is behind that bombing.”
    “This is so convenient. You call a meeting, tell me an attack will take place, it does, and I’m now supposed to just surrender three states to you. It just seems all too neat and clean,” Cruz argued.
    “I would probably feel the same way, but all I can tell you is I didn’t do it. My people had no part in it. You have people close to you in Cheyenne who want you dead and want your administration gone. The thing is, I don’t want you dead, Andrew, and I don’t want the United States destroyed. I just want this to end and for Cascadia to be an independent state. Like I said, I can work with you. If the US ceases to exist, what fills that void? I can’t take that chance. You’re the devil I know, so to speak.”
    “Let’s role-play this. If I agree, you will provide me more intel on future attacks?”
    “If I’m privy to them, but the only real way of knowing when an attack will come, and more importantly who is behind this, is to have a team, led by me, join their ranks.”
    “You want me to have you and a small team of yours sneak into Cheyenne, get into the green zone?” Cruz asked.
    “Yes, I’ll be able to then and only then link up with whoever this is. He has to know I’m serious, so I need you to make a clear path so I can do it,” Gordon replied then gave more details of what he’d need to ensure a smooth operation.
    “You want me to do this without informing my staff, my cabinet?”
    “You don’t know who you can trust; this has to be done secretly.”
    “And if I’m wrong about you and I get caught, I’ll be tried for treason myself.”
    “You won’t be tried for treason.”
    “You sound so confident. How do you know?”
    “Because I’ll lead this team and we won’t get caught,” Gordon insisted.
    Cruz’s phone rang.
    “Go ahead,” Gordon said, urging him to answer.
    Cruz put the phone to his ear and answered. “What?” Cruz exclaimed and stood up.
    Gordon could see the alarm in his body language and tone.
    Cruz leered at Gordon and asked, “What kind of trickery is this?”
    “What are you talking about?” Gordon asked.
    Gordon’s phone rang; he answered it, “Gordon here.”
    “Get out of there now!” John said with urgency.
    The distinct thumping sounds of helicopter blades suddenly could be heard overhead.
    Both men ran out of the building only to be stopped as a Black Hawk helicopter landed in the road.
    Gordon looked overhead and saw two more smaller Little Bird choppers.
    “Fuck.”
    “What is this?” Cruz asked.
    “I don’t fucking know,” Gordon answered, shocked by what he was seeing.
    When the door of the Black Hawk opened, several armed men spilled out and ran at them. “Arms up, arms up!”
    Gordon now regretted not bringing a weapon to the meeting or at least stashing one. With no real chance of fighting back, he lifted his