found himself drawn back into the gang world that he had so desperately hoped to avoid. The drug trade had become very profitable for his old gang and a man with his combat skills was extremely valuable. By the time he was 26, he had taken out so many rival gang members with car bombs that his enemies started taking the bus.
Delgado became notorious in the drug wars and it was that notoriety that caught the attention of a high-ranking official in the DEA by the name of Mario Aguilar. Aguilar was also a member of Enkhtuyaa and one of its first members to ally himself with Bonsam. He offered Delgado the opportunity to become a member of the “shadow agency” within the secret brotherhood, and Delgado was all too eager to join. When he was assigned to a rising politician from the slums of East St. Louis, he never imagined that one day he would be the lead shadow agent for the most powerful man in the world.
After passing through a series of security checkpoints, the agent driving the SUV turned onto the final stretch of road leading to Camp David. Soon the SUV parked directly in front of Laurel Lodge. The agents hopped out of the vehicle and led Delgado inside. He was ushered into the main conference room, and there at the center of the conference table sat President Emmanuel Bonsam.
Even though Delgado was a former Oakland gang member and a former Navy SEAL with a number of kills under his belt, he could not explain the feelings of fear that swelled through his mind when in the presence of Emmanuel Bonsam. Bonsam had always intimidated him. As Delgado cautiously entered the conference room, Bonsam powered off the large flat screen television that hung on the wall across from the conference table. Delgado only got a quick glance at the screen before it went dark, and he saw an image of the ancient Maya calendar.
Bonsam motioned Delgado forward. Delgado swallowed hard as he walked toward Bonsam. As he got nearer, he saw that the president was looking down at a newspaper. He stopped in front of Bonsam, who finally looked up and stared, his eyes so devoid of emotion that Delgado’s blood ran cold. Just as quickly, Bonsam snapped out of it and his appearance instantly became relaxed. He picked up the paper and turned it around so Delgado could see the front page. The headline read, “Senator Alexander Kirk Killed in Plane Crash.”
Bonsam stood and said, “Well done, Jorge. Well done.”
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Delgado beamed with pride. “Thank you, Mr. President,” he said as he bowed slightly. Bonsam sat back down and motioned to Delgado to have a seat at the table across from him.
“You have done your country a great service. Kirk was a miscreant who posed a great threat to our nation,” Bonsam said in a matter-of-fact tone. “He was a piss-ant that needed to be crushed.” He leaned in toward the table and said, “We must crush all of my enemies, Jorge.”
Delgado stared at Bonsam and nodded affirmatively. He could tell that the president had more plans for his services. Bonsam had a distant look in his eyes now. “I have a vision, Jorge. I see a future where the entire nation praises my name and bows before me.”
Suddenly Bonsam snapped his attention back to Delgado. His voice became angry. “But I also have visions of people who are out to stop me. They are evil. They hope to destroy the destiny of this nation. Demons wearing hooded robes come to me in my dreams night after night, haunting me. They need to be stopped, Jorge. We must stop them. We must destroy them!”
Delgado was frozen in fear. He did not know what to say. Bonsam stood up quickly, causing Delgado to jump to attention. Bonsam plopped a folder onto the table in front of Delgado. “This is your next assignment. You are dismissed,” said Bonsam as he sat back down.
Delgado hurriedly grabbed the folder as he turned toward the door. He was more than ready to get out of there. The agents were waiting for him outside the door and they
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