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Authors: Joseph D'Antoni
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looking security guards manning the doors. The large black tuxedoes could hardly contain their body masses.
Soon Megan waved at Wade pointing to a man that had just come into the room. Wade could tell she was making the word “Shaw” with her mouth as she moved closer to where Wade was standing.
“Let’s go meet Shaw.”
Megan guided Wade’s arm over to two men in conversation. They stood for a while until one of the men left before introducing Wade and Shaw. After the two men had exchanged greetings, she excused herself and went back to the organizing table leaving Wade alone with Shaw.
Wade spoke first by saying, “I want to thank you, Mr. Shaw, for the wonderful dinner Megan and I had at Cappito’s last evening.”
“You’re welcome but just call me Shaw. We’re not formal around my department and ‘Mr. Shaw’ or ‘Sir’ just doesn’t fit.”
“Okay.”
Shaw briefly turned away from Wade to wave at an agent coming through the large reception doors. He turned back to Wade.
“Be sure to get around the room this evening and meet some of these people. This is one of our few get-togethers.”
“I’ll be sure to do that.”
Shaw was stoic and not a big talker. Wade felt his shyness creeping in. Not wanting to say anything wrong, Wade wasn’t sure of his next words. While Wade was working on his next words to speak, Shaw broke the awkward silence. Wade wasn’t prepared for Shaw’s question.
“What were you thinking about in making the decision to move forward on that sniper at Fort Benning?”
Off guard and stunned by the directness of the question Wade responded automatically without composing his thoughts, “We had a dark overcast night on our side and were surrounded by a dense cover. I had a large stand of trees between our position and the sniper. My experience has been that if a sniper doesn’t have a clear line of visibility and can’t get a shot on the target sooner or later they will break position. If we had remained stationery or tried to run, we would have gotten picked off one by one.”
Wade continued in part because of nerves. He wanted to give a complete response. “Remaining stationary was our worst option. The sniper had all of us in one group. He could pick his targets. It would just be a matter of time before he got all of us.” Wade had no more to say and surprised himself at the answer he just gave.
Shaw was stunned by the answer but didn’t change the expression on his face, “Good decision, given your circumstances. How was your surveillance session today?”
“It went fine, a lot of new surveillance technology coming out.”
“I agree. I should probably take a refresher course with so many of the new electronic changes.”
Still bothered by the polygraph experience Wade thought it might be a good time to prepare Shaw for some uncertain results, “I also took the polygraph exam today but couldn’t tell how I did.”
“You passed. I received a call late this afternoon. If you hadn’t passed, you wouldn’t have been allowed in tonight.”
“Oh!” Wade couldn’t think of another reply. He stood frozen in silence.
“Excuse me, Wade. I’ve got to go over and greet some of our Canadian agents who just came in.”
They shook hands and Shaw walked away across the reception hall to a group of agents on the other side of the room.
The room was filling up with people. Wade wasn’t sure what to do next. He meandered over to a group of young agents and introduced himself. They were polite and conversed for a while. Wade felt they were more “social types” and didn’t feel he fit in. The conversation centered on old Hollywood film producers and directors. Each member recounted specific scenes of a film that distinguished a particular director. Wade wasn’t able to contribute to that conversation, and he gradually distanced himself from the group.
He looked back to see Megan on the phone again, then wandered over to the bar to refill his glass of club
Soon Megan waved at Wade pointing to a man that had just come into the room. Wade could tell she was making the word “Shaw” with her mouth as she moved closer to where Wade was standing.
“Let’s go meet Shaw.”
Megan guided Wade’s arm over to two men in conversation. They stood for a while until one of the men left before introducing Wade and Shaw. After the two men had exchanged greetings, she excused herself and went back to the organizing table leaving Wade alone with Shaw.
Wade spoke first by saying, “I want to thank you, Mr. Shaw, for the wonderful dinner Megan and I had at Cappito’s last evening.”
“You’re welcome but just call me Shaw. We’re not formal around my department and ‘Mr. Shaw’ or ‘Sir’ just doesn’t fit.”
“Okay.”
Shaw briefly turned away from Wade to wave at an agent coming through the large reception doors. He turned back to Wade.
“Be sure to get around the room this evening and meet some of these people. This is one of our few get-togethers.”
“I’ll be sure to do that.”
Shaw was stoic and not a big talker. Wade felt his shyness creeping in. Not wanting to say anything wrong, Wade wasn’t sure of his next words. While Wade was working on his next words to speak, Shaw broke the awkward silence. Wade wasn’t prepared for Shaw’s question.
“What were you thinking about in making the decision to move forward on that sniper at Fort Benning?”
Off guard and stunned by the directness of the question Wade responded automatically without composing his thoughts, “We had a dark overcast night on our side and were surrounded by a dense cover. I had a large stand of trees between our position and the sniper. My experience has been that if a sniper doesn’t have a clear line of visibility and can’t get a shot on the target sooner or later they will break position. If we had remained stationery or tried to run, we would have gotten picked off one by one.”
Wade continued in part because of nerves. He wanted to give a complete response. “Remaining stationary was our worst option. The sniper had all of us in one group. He could pick his targets. It would just be a matter of time before he got all of us.” Wade had no more to say and surprised himself at the answer he just gave.
Shaw was stunned by the answer but didn’t change the expression on his face, “Good decision, given your circumstances. How was your surveillance session today?”
“It went fine, a lot of new surveillance technology coming out.”
“I agree. I should probably take a refresher course with so many of the new electronic changes.”
Still bothered by the polygraph experience Wade thought it might be a good time to prepare Shaw for some uncertain results, “I also took the polygraph exam today but couldn’t tell how I did.”
“You passed. I received a call late this afternoon. If you hadn’t passed, you wouldn’t have been allowed in tonight.”
“Oh!” Wade couldn’t think of another reply. He stood frozen in silence.
“Excuse me, Wade. I’ve got to go over and greet some of our Canadian agents who just came in.”
They shook hands and Shaw walked away across the reception hall to a group of agents on the other side of the room.
The room was filling up with people. Wade wasn’t sure what to do next. He meandered over to a group of young agents and introduced himself. They were polite and conversed for a while. Wade felt they were more “social types” and didn’t feel he fit in. The conversation centered on old Hollywood film producers and directors. Each member recounted specific scenes of a film that distinguished a particular director. Wade wasn’t able to contribute to that conversation, and he gradually distanced himself from the group.
He looked back to see Megan on the phone again, then wandered over to the bar to refill his glass of club
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