Mind the J's and W's - Part 6

No one knows that we have been able to talk with each other unless, and he felt her negative response. Being able to talk with you on this one is essential Babs, otherwise I wouldn’t have called you in.  I’d far prefer you someplace safer than here right now.

Let’s not get into that right now, the meeting was wrapping up.  They were all gathering up their things and getting into smaller groups.  She needed to talk to the other sniper on this mission.

I want you to be covering Usman and me; you got it? It wasn’t really a question, he was serious about having her sights trained on him.

I’ve got a great place in Kabul just waiting for us, and his mind drifted off to better things.

Right now that will have to wait until after the op, Jan stood and followed Rob out of the room behind the other sniper.

Two days later she sat on the roof of the government offices that were just to the south of the eating area they were to meet in.  Getting into and through the offices hadn’t been easy, but she had been able to do it with just a little diversion on Rob’s part.  As he had approached the counter through the mobs of people she had slowly slid off to the side of the group and when he had started to get loud she just followed some of the officials up and out of the ensuing chaos.  Ward knew which seats he needed to be in or out of for her to do her job.  She had had time to set up the rifle under the burka and now she just waited as all of her bodily fluids slowly dripped from each and every pore ready at any moment to pull the burka back and fire.

She watched as Streak sat at a table about six feet away sipping coffee as if he was there for the ambiance.  Although she was reading his mind she could tell that Usman had put him there as backup to watch for a setup.  He sipped his coffee, looked around, and then set the cup down carefully.  The cup landed in exactly the same spot each time.  He was to use the cup as a compass and depending how far away he put the cup it would let them know the distance they were looking at.  So far, he hadn’t spotted a one of them and she didn’t just know that from the cup.  Streak was really wondering where the group was.  The first priority was to get the uranium into their hands, second was to secure Usman and Errol the brains of the group, third was to make sure that collateral damage was low, and if they had time to secure the compound itself.  That would take a small army and that was why it was placed last on the list.  If they took out the boss and didn’t take out the fortress, then the whole plan would be for nothing.  Another small wannabe within the unit would just take it over.  The plan was to rely on Streak to take it over and dismantle it from within. 

“Any movements?” Jan whispered into her lipmike. 

“Not yet,” came the reply, “Wait.”  It was nearly impossible to stay still knowing that it was just about to happen.  Jan was getting something as well.  The energy was changing in the area.  She could feel Usman’s men entering the area from all corners.  She was only worried about the one who was headed toward her area.

“I’ve got one headed my way,” Jan whispered.

“I’m on him,” that was Rob she heard and she smiled.   There was no way he would let him get close and she let her breath out again. 

Let’s get this rolling, Ward’s comment to Jan as he pointed out Usman to her.  Neither one spoke as he walked up and took a seat setting down a large case beside his chair.  Errol took a seat at the next table.  Each man had another man beside him that resembled a wall.  Ward took out the small handheld he carried and placed it on the table without saying a word.  Usman didn’t seem to move but he looked at all of his men in turn.  He must have gotten the answer he wanted because he decided to start the conversation.

“I am here, and you have been wise just to come with your one body guard,” Usman looked arrogant.  “The last man was not so wise which was why I had to change the place and time.  He was aligned with the CIA and was not well, let’s say,” and he smiled, “not going to return to them in one piece after he tried to deal with me.”

“I don’t care about your problems,” and Ward turned on his handheld, “I want what I came for.”

          “And you will have it,” Jan kept Usman’s bodyguard in her crosshairs.  He was the one who was ready to kill, “As soon as I have my money.”