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bags. Moore tossed one in front of Griffey that contained the now familiar scrench. Tossing the other one down, Griffey saw it contained a rolled up leather strap.
“What’s this?” he asked looking up.
“A rein from a horse, Joshua is telling us he took out that patrol and we aren’t going to find them easily. That’s why he let us know, and he posed the man Griffey,” Moore said sitting back down. “Joshua wants us to know he’s killing our men when he wants and where he wants. But I hope you realize, he wants the ones searching for him to know. That’s what that little show was for yesterday. All the teams out heard it and most here know about it because some were in the command area listening to the radio, and word spreads fast.”
Nodding as he started writing. “Wagner, no unauthorized personnel in the command area, is that clear? We can’t have the search teams getting frightened.”
“You really think that will do any good?” Moore said and Winters snorted, trying not to laugh. “Griffey, they are agents and will put the pieces together. If you block them like that, they will think you’re hiding something.”
“I don’t care,” he said looking up. “They have a job to do and will do it. Anything else?”
“No,” Moore sighed.
Griffey lifted his arm up, pointing at the trap with his pen. “Can you just go and buy one of these?”
“Yeah, and have it delivered to your house,” Moore said looking at the trap.
“Do you think he had this beforehand?”
“Oh, I know he did,” Moore said grabbing one of the folders in front of Winters. He flipped it open and flipped through the pages. He stopped and held one up. It showed Joshua and William standing in front of a fireplace and sitting on the mantle was a huge bear trap with a big bone in the jaws.
“Where did you get that?” Griffey said reaching over taking it.
“Joshua’s wife, Sonya’s Facebook page,” Moore said leaning back in his chair. “But that’s not his house. Look at the walls in the picture, it’s a log cabin.”
“Where is it?” Griffey asked looking up.
“We are trying to find out,” Moore sighed.
“You had the information for what, over a week?!”
Shaking his head, “No, it was delivered over a week ago and destroyed in the blast that was a ‘tragic fueling accident’. I had to request it be resent and it’s showing up here piecemeal.”
“Bring his wife here and make her tell us!” Griffey shouted.
“Griffey, you were sitting in that chair and heard what Schmidt said about assaulting that house, and we would have to assault it to get her here.”
Throwing the printed photo down, Griffey jumped out of his chair. “He could have a cabin that he’s operating from!”
“I’m certain he does,” Moore said. “But it isn’t in his name and none of his associates has a cabin like that.”
“Make that a priority,” Griffey said dropping in his chair.
“You think I would put this on the back burner? I’ve been looking for it before I ever landed Griffey. In several posts, it says they were going to ‘Joshua’s cabin’, but no mention of where or how far away.”
“Find a way to get it from them or I will,” Griffey said narrowing his eyes. “He’s killing our agents and you aren’t pushing back.”
“Because I know it would do no good,” Moore growled. “You lift a finger toward his family again and you’ll have another explosion, Griffey. That was your warning in Spokane. Joshua was telling you he will fight this war man to man, but mess with his family again and you’re getting mass casualties. It could be anywhere, like he was telling you in Spokane. He can come and go at will, but he chose to come back and fight you man to man.”
“The government doesn’t back down from threats,” Griffey said.
“Did you read my last report?” Moore asked and Griffey thumbed through his papers. “Griffey, you forwarded it to Washington yesterday.”
“I can’t recall, what
“What’s this?” he asked looking up.
“A rein from a horse, Joshua is telling us he took out that patrol and we aren’t going to find them easily. That’s why he let us know, and he posed the man Griffey,” Moore said sitting back down. “Joshua wants us to know he’s killing our men when he wants and where he wants. But I hope you realize, he wants the ones searching for him to know. That’s what that little show was for yesterday. All the teams out heard it and most here know about it because some were in the command area listening to the radio, and word spreads fast.”
Nodding as he started writing. “Wagner, no unauthorized personnel in the command area, is that clear? We can’t have the search teams getting frightened.”
“You really think that will do any good?” Moore said and Winters snorted, trying not to laugh. “Griffey, they are agents and will put the pieces together. If you block them like that, they will think you’re hiding something.”
“I don’t care,” he said looking up. “They have a job to do and will do it. Anything else?”
“No,” Moore sighed.
Griffey lifted his arm up, pointing at the trap with his pen. “Can you just go and buy one of these?”
“Yeah, and have it delivered to your house,” Moore said looking at the trap.
“Do you think he had this beforehand?”
“Oh, I know he did,” Moore said grabbing one of the folders in front of Winters. He flipped it open and flipped through the pages. He stopped and held one up. It showed Joshua and William standing in front of a fireplace and sitting on the mantle was a huge bear trap with a big bone in the jaws.
“Where did you get that?” Griffey said reaching over taking it.
“Joshua’s wife, Sonya’s Facebook page,” Moore said leaning back in his chair. “But that’s not his house. Look at the walls in the picture, it’s a log cabin.”
“Where is it?” Griffey asked looking up.
“We are trying to find out,” Moore sighed.
“You had the information for what, over a week?!”
Shaking his head, “No, it was delivered over a week ago and destroyed in the blast that was a ‘tragic fueling accident’. I had to request it be resent and it’s showing up here piecemeal.”
“Bring his wife here and make her tell us!” Griffey shouted.
“Griffey, you were sitting in that chair and heard what Schmidt said about assaulting that house, and we would have to assault it to get her here.”
Throwing the printed photo down, Griffey jumped out of his chair. “He could have a cabin that he’s operating from!”
“I’m certain he does,” Moore said. “But it isn’t in his name and none of his associates has a cabin like that.”
“Make that a priority,” Griffey said dropping in his chair.
“You think I would put this on the back burner? I’ve been looking for it before I ever landed Griffey. In several posts, it says they were going to ‘Joshua’s cabin’, but no mention of where or how far away.”
“Find a way to get it from them or I will,” Griffey said narrowing his eyes. “He’s killing our agents and you aren’t pushing back.”
“Because I know it would do no good,” Moore growled. “You lift a finger toward his family again and you’ll have another explosion, Griffey. That was your warning in Spokane. Joshua was telling you he will fight this war man to man, but mess with his family again and you’re getting mass casualties. It could be anywhere, like he was telling you in Spokane. He can come and go at will, but he chose to come back and fight you man to man.”
“The government doesn’t back down from threats,” Griffey said.
“Did you read my last report?” Moore asked and Griffey thumbed through his papers. “Griffey, you forwarded it to Washington yesterday.”
“I can’t recall, what
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