Mission 4/5: Prologue - The Consortium
- Six months later...
Who: The Consortium
Where: Little Port Walter, Alaska
Location: Underground Supply Bunker
Time: 7 am
Dr. Eve Jonet paced back and forth in her white UG boots. She was
dressed down, or as down as she got in her Ralph Lauren designer
jeans, her Prada poncho and her Neiman Marcus sweater, glove and hat
set. She knew she looked great but was still freezing her finely
shaped ass off.
She was also engaged in a three-way conference call. "Oui, I
understand that me and my group must wait, Monsiuer Chase, but why
must it be here, in the Earth's asshole that is Alaska!" she said
There was a harsh bark of laughter on the other end of the conference
call. Eve knew it was Mick Stone, the son of the imfamous Family
Stone, who were notoriously well-known illegal arms dealers. She also
knew that the next man's voice was Winfrey Stone, the father and lead
patriarch of the family, shushing him.
"Mr. Chase's point is well understood, Dearest Dr. Jonet, patience in
these matters is of the utmost importance," said Mr. Stone Sr. "Though
you may have retrieved your half of the package from that Russian
crypt, the warhead, I assure you, our half of the deal, acquiring the
uranium, is a much more delicate proceedure."
"I'm zure it tis, Monsiuer Stone," said Dr. Jonet, glancing back over
her shoulder and looking at Sergei, Xu and Piak Niran. "But while we
are waiting here, for all these weeks, would it not be
more...beneficial that my enormous brain, which you have so much
respect for doesn't freeze!"
More laughter over the line, this time from another source. Dolph
Nilsen aka Swede Sven calmed himself in a matter of seconds, then
added, "I hate to interrupt the enormous brain, Mr. Chase, Mr. Stone,
but our part of the operation is going swimmingly," said the Swedish
man. "Ben Bada and I have been casing these agents, who profiles Niran
gave us. We know their sore spots and we can strike at any time."
"Oh, you're that ready?" said Warrick Chase, CEO of DNAtropics Corp.
"Well, we've subcontracted the hard labor, the actually acquisition of
said targets, but yes, we've got a secure location all ready for them.
By the time the Special OPS team even finds them, I'm sure you guys
will have completed your mission and the ransom of the world's
governments will be underway."
"If you've done your job right then," said Sergei speaking up from
behind Dr. Jonet. "If you've really taken the loved ones of the group,
then they Special OPS team will be so distracted by their loved ones
gone missing, that we should be able to finish up here in now time.
Xu and Niran exchanged a look and a nod. They agreed with Sergei.
"Don't worry about me and my job, Sergei," said the Swede.
"Correct," said Chase. "Sergei, you do your job, and let Nilsen do
his. I'm counting on you and Dr. Jonet to ensure that when the Stones'
shipment comes in, you're there to collect it. We will only have one
shot at getting this around customs and the Alaska shipping lanes is
it, ladies and gentlement."
"Keep in mind, Sweet Eve, that they are predicting a blizzard your
way," warned Mick Stone. "I don't want anything happening to you, my
"Don't worry about me, Cher, keep yourself safe," Jonet said with a
sigh. "I hear those desert people take your various parts if you're
caught stealing from them."
"We'll be careful," Mick assured her. "Let's all be careful."