Page 15 of Marvelous
I stood up, stretched, and then grabbed my gear, and headed to the Humvee.
Three hours later, we were all in position.
The lead, Hyde, was the first to radio in, “And now we wait.”
“Copy,” Smoke said.
“Roger that,” Ice piped in.
“Copy,” I said.
“10-4,” Wolf said.
“Got it,” Jekyll said,
And then we waited.
Six hours in the blistering heat wasn’t for the faint of heart.
Normally, I was back at HQ, waiting for my target to be brought in.
However, this particular target had been elusive for three years.
The same amount of time, that I had told them I needed a breather.
You usually didn’t get a breather in the military.
But I was a special case.
I only reported to two people in the world.
The president of the United States.
And my handler. Tyron Knight.
That didn’t include my team.
Sure, I worked with other individuals.
And normally, they were told not to touch me, and to let me do my thing.
And then other times, there were those who didn’t understand and wanted to know.
Didn’t they know that curiosity killed the cat?
Or in this case... curiosity got you killed.
I thought about that as I stared at my target, who was strapped to a chair by cuffs on each wrist and ankle.
Then I asked, “Where is the next planned IED?”
He didn’t make a sound.
And to that, I smiled.
My entire team, the ones with whom I worked closely, stood there with their M4s at the ready.
Another team I often worked with, Seal Team Two, also stood there with their M4s at the ready.
