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rang us, we were happy to jump onboard even
before we knew the meat of the situation.   We want to see those pirates, and this is of course whom we are talking
about, gone in general.”   Isaac
placed his hands on his hips and peered directly into the map of the Somali
coast, witnessing something that the others in the room could not see.   “There have been far too many rumors
that Israel is funding the pirates.   Rumors that say Israel is attempting to secure
a presence in the Gulf of Aden.”   Isaac’s voice softened, “Ridiculous, the CIA knows a lot of the ransom
money has changed hands in Lebanon.”
    “We’re not here for the
politics,” said Cameron, his voice elevated.
    “Fair enough,” said Isaac, and
he spun back toward the table.   “Let
us tell you how we can help you.   As
I was saying, we were happy to jump on board right away.   As you are aware the Kalinihta,” Isaac
gestured to the photograph of the yacht, “is owned by billionaire Demetrius
Stratos and as Alastair told you, he has already secured substantial funding
for our operation.”
    “Is that how we were able to get
the satellite imagery so fast?” asked Cameron.
    Eazy spoke up, “There are many
international satellites directed at the Middle East region and I have a direct
feed into several of them.”
    Cameron glanced at Alastair and
raised his brow.   Alastair raised
one brow in return.   They had
utilized satellite imagery like the photographs on the wall on nearly every
mission while in the Legion and after and Cameron were aware that to gain access to the level of detail displayed in these pictures
was near impossible.   Anyone could
pay to task a satellite down to one meter and big money could easily get half
of that.   These super sharp pictures
were down to a quarter of a meter easy.
    Eazy anticipated Cameron’s next
question.   “The hacks are old and
unnoticeable,” he shrugged his shoulders, “maybe tolerated.   You know they seldom risk upgrading the
firmware.   If the upgrade knocks out
a satellite, well...” he raised his hands in the air.
    “I am glad we have them,” said
Pepe.   “How recent are they?”
    “All from within the last twelve
hours,” said Isaac, “most an hour before sunset, and the infrareds after.   We pulled from the birds right after we
heard from Alistair.   As you can see
the Kalinihta is anchored here as reported.”   Isaac referenced an aerial picture of
the small harbor at the edge of the building compound.   The photograph displayed the buildings
closest to the water, a small beach, a dock, and man-made break walls hugging
around them.   At the mouth of the
tiny port was a yacht flanked by buoyed skiffs.   The detail of the image was
pristine.   The chaise lounge pillows
on the deck of the Kalinihta were clear, as were the side tables.
    “The Kalinihta does not take
much water.   Why not use the dock?”
asked Ari.
    “Same reason the skiffs don’t,”
said Cameron.
    “You’re right,” said Eazy.   “Good eyes.”
    “We have done this before,” said
Alastair.
    Isaac ran his finger through the
center of the picture, “The road is guarded by a tower and from movement we
think that building number four, adjacent to the main building number one here
on the courtyard, is a barracks.   The clearest point of entry is directly through the harbor, up the
beach, and right up the steps to the compound.”   He gestured to an image of the entire
complex, “You see here, and by the model on the table.   The walls are three meters high
surrounding the compound.”
    “Ah,” said Ari, “There is
something in the water.”
    “Mines would be my guess,” said
Cameron.
    “And you would be right.   We also have intelligence that the beach
is mined ,” said Isaac.   He gestured toward another two
photographs, “We have images of individuals crossing so there must be a safe
line...   Still.”
    Eazy continued Isaac’s thought,
“We believe the safe line