Last War by Vincent Heck Page A

office.
         "What have we found? It’s not Jason, is it?"
         A gloved agent turning over pictures on Jason’s desk responded, "It’s really not looking good at this point, sir. Everything points to your friend; we have witnesses here, too."
         "Well, there has to be a perfectly good reason as to why he was snooping around in the files--look he probably wasn't even snooping, sir. He's number two in this whole department with 20 years of faithfully serving this country. He deserves to know about whatever happens here. It’s a non-issue.”
         Michael became annoyed and frustrated the agents who were still rummaging through Jason’s things. “Look, everybody out." He hollered.
         The bustling work of the investigators barely stopped, although they did glimpse back at Michael.
         "Has anyone even tried to contact him?" Michael asked.
         "We've tried tracking him, he continues to cut connection." The nearest agent answered.
         "Tracking? Let me rephrase, for Pete’s sake: Has anyone tried calling him?"
         Everyone remained silent.
         "Sir we have a tracking on him now, we have his position, finally."
         The exasperation these agents caused Michael wore on his nerve . Idiots. All he could do was curl his bottom lip to the point just before his teeth would cut into it. He took a moment to settle before responding, "Alright, let’s see what’s happening, here."
     
     
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    Wednesday, September 5, 2001 10:35 p.m. EDT
         “So, what happened after John and Pocahontas? Did the land thrive after that? Did the men from the other country try to stop John?”
         Jason put his phone on speaker and placed it on his desk. “Indeed, they did, sweetie.”
         “Did they try to kill him?”
         “Not exactly. When the economy of the new land began to pick up, then Britain wanted a piece of the pie. The folks on the new land had developed colonies, businesses, and their own tax system, and they were happy to be self-sufficient separate from the British government. They had been outcasts, and they learned to function without the country that abandoned them. But, the British government wanted to tax the colonies’ goods.”
         “Did they tax them?”
         “They attempted to. But the people refused to pay.”
         “Well, why didn’t they just pay Britain’s taxes and scrap theirs?”
         “It’s not an easy answer. Mainly, the British government wasn’t doing anything beneficial in favor of them, forcing them to earn and thrive on their own, but they wanted money from the people solely because of their own money problems.”
         “So, what happened? Did either side give in?”
         “Nope . After some rebellious behavior from the colonies, the British sent hundreds of war ships to force the colonies’ hands.”
     
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    Manhattan, September 17, 1776
         The colonies, lead by men such as George Washington, John Adams, and Thomas Jefferson made up their mind once and for all that they were going to fully seek their independence—even if it meant war. The group of men had formed their own little society, and had been planning for a while. On July 4 th , 1776 they signed a Declaration of Independence and prepared for the worst.
         After protecting the rebellious residents of Boston by driving the British out of that area, Washington took to protecting one of their most potential filled areas on the island of Manhattan with his rag-tag group of rebels. While continued to heighten, Washington and his men prepared the land for what may occur from the most powerful army on the face of the planet.
         Stationed in Lower Manhattan to watch the coast, Washington’s secretary noticed a thin layer of darkness on the horizon. As some time passed, he realized they were ships—British warships.
         Not only were they the biggest Great Britain had, but it seemed to be