every eight hours to reset the few microseconds’ difference. Press Adjust now for a starting point.”
“The first target is Monroe .” Rogers adjusted his watch. “He met with members of Congress today behind closed doors. He is supposed to go before the nation tomorrow and make a speech. If he agrees to Arthur’s offer, Arthur will meet with him at the White House and include him in our plans.”
“If not?” Romanoff asked.
“Agent Loomis will kill him tomorrow at eleven in the evening.”
Pendleton politely raised his hand. His Lovey was in the United States. Levi had a team prepared to operate on her after a thorough medical evaluation. Loomis was the last person within Pendleton’s circle to see her. “I’m leaving after this meeting and heading to the States. As the next part of our plan unfolds, I will control it from there.”
“And that next part is critical.” Rogers handed out a set of maps. “Sir Jarvis, could you do the honors.”
Hand to his moustache, Franks rose and said, “As of today, the spy networks of Europe, including MI6 and the Russian Secret Service, have joined with The Sons of Tiw to form one unified agency.”
He opened his set of maps. “The unified Global Security team will simultaneously strike heads of state clearly in opposition to our plans for peace, specifically, the United States, as mentioned, Canada, Saudi Arabia, Venezuela, Jordan, South Africa, and Israel, to name a few. Latovsky is destroying Iran and Iraq.”
In tune with his friends, Pendleton discerned both anticipation and fear in the room. Human psychology said the closer one c ame to taking a necessary, but dangerous step, the stronger the desire to delay taking that step.
“Serge is making a mess of destroying the others.” Prime Minister Lodge’s face morphed red. “I’ve met with Parliament—a nasty discussion, but effective.”
“Jolly good reason to feel upset,” Rogers said with a lilt in his voice. “Those boys love their politics. And politics will be a thing of the past.”
“Politics—a word hopefully never uttered again,” Pendleton said.
“What about China?” Romanoff asked.
“For now I’m working out a silent truce,” Pendleton answered.
“The rest of these maps show why I was late.” Sir Jarvis cleared his throat and shot a glance at Pendleton.
“They have a need to know ,” Pendleton said.
Franks nodded. “The United States has, as part of Operation Prompt Global Strike, almost a thousand non-nuclear missiles . Each possesses the capability of reducing five city blocks to rubble. These missiles orbit the earth in banks of twenty-five units each.” He pointed to the first of twenty pages. “The first column shows the type of missile, the second shows the target, the third and fourth show the time to fire and the time to impact. Once Monroe is neutralized, Professor Cline and our people will switch the targets and fire the missiles to the locations seen in Column Five.”
“My God,” Prime Minister Lodge yelped. “Look at the shift. Missiles aimed at China and Russia shift to Iran, Pakistan, North Korea, Israel, Yemen, and North Africa.” His finger pointed to the original U.S. targets. “And what’s this? The Americans originally had forty of those missiles aimed at targets in Europe, England and Germany, specifically, bloody hell.”
Pendleton ignored Lodge. “Mr. Romanoff will give us the aftermath report.”
“The day after the missile firing, Mister Pendleton will address the world with an ultimatum. The new leaders of the Global Realm will surround him. The message will be simple. Join us or face isolation. Ships en route as we speak will deliver life-sustaining supplies to the hungry in the nations supporting us. He will implement his plan to remove waste, rebuild cities, and re-educate the population on how to improve themselves and the environment.”
“Not all in one speech, one hopes,” Lodge said.
“I’ll lay out the plan, yes. But
“The first target is Monroe .” Rogers adjusted his watch. “He met with members of Congress today behind closed doors. He is supposed to go before the nation tomorrow and make a speech. If he agrees to Arthur’s offer, Arthur will meet with him at the White House and include him in our plans.”
“If not?” Romanoff asked.
“Agent Loomis will kill him tomorrow at eleven in the evening.”
Pendleton politely raised his hand. His Lovey was in the United States. Levi had a team prepared to operate on her after a thorough medical evaluation. Loomis was the last person within Pendleton’s circle to see her. “I’m leaving after this meeting and heading to the States. As the next part of our plan unfolds, I will control it from there.”
“And that next part is critical.” Rogers handed out a set of maps. “Sir Jarvis, could you do the honors.”
Hand to his moustache, Franks rose and said, “As of today, the spy networks of Europe, including MI6 and the Russian Secret Service, have joined with The Sons of Tiw to form one unified agency.”
He opened his set of maps. “The unified Global Security team will simultaneously strike heads of state clearly in opposition to our plans for peace, specifically, the United States, as mentioned, Canada, Saudi Arabia, Venezuela, Jordan, South Africa, and Israel, to name a few. Latovsky is destroying Iran and Iraq.”
In tune with his friends, Pendleton discerned both anticipation and fear in the room. Human psychology said the closer one c ame to taking a necessary, but dangerous step, the stronger the desire to delay taking that step.
“Serge is making a mess of destroying the others.” Prime Minister Lodge’s face morphed red. “I’ve met with Parliament—a nasty discussion, but effective.”
“Jolly good reason to feel upset,” Rogers said with a lilt in his voice. “Those boys love their politics. And politics will be a thing of the past.”
“Politics—a word hopefully never uttered again,” Pendleton said.
“What about China?” Romanoff asked.
“For now I’m working out a silent truce,” Pendleton answered.
“The rest of these maps show why I was late.” Sir Jarvis cleared his throat and shot a glance at Pendleton.
“They have a need to know ,” Pendleton said.
Franks nodded. “The United States has, as part of Operation Prompt Global Strike, almost a thousand non-nuclear missiles . Each possesses the capability of reducing five city blocks to rubble. These missiles orbit the earth in banks of twenty-five units each.” He pointed to the first of twenty pages. “The first column shows the type of missile, the second shows the target, the third and fourth show the time to fire and the time to impact. Once Monroe is neutralized, Professor Cline and our people will switch the targets and fire the missiles to the locations seen in Column Five.”
“My God,” Prime Minister Lodge yelped. “Look at the shift. Missiles aimed at China and Russia shift to Iran, Pakistan, North Korea, Israel, Yemen, and North Africa.” His finger pointed to the original U.S. targets. “And what’s this? The Americans originally had forty of those missiles aimed at targets in Europe, England and Germany, specifically, bloody hell.”
Pendleton ignored Lodge. “Mr. Romanoff will give us the aftermath report.”
“The day after the missile firing, Mister Pendleton will address the world with an ultimatum. The new leaders of the Global Realm will surround him. The message will be simple. Join us or face isolation. Ships en route as we speak will deliver life-sustaining supplies to the hungry in the nations supporting us. He will implement his plan to remove waste, rebuild cities, and re-educate the population on how to improve themselves and the environment.”
“Not all in one speech, one hopes,” Lodge said.
“I’ll lay out the plan, yes. But
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