PRIMAL Nemesis (Book 2 in the Redemption Trilogy, A PRIMAL Action Thriller Book 6) (The PRIMAL Series) by Jack Silkstone
Authors: Jack Silkstone
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operative. “Did you have anything you wanted to add?”
Mirza rose. “Yes thank you, Chen. Chambers is very much a Generation-Y child. I spent some time on his yacht, the Nemesis , and can confirm he's entitled, has an overinflated opinion of himself, and is fixated on wealth, power, women, and cocaine.”
“Sounds like a hell of boat ride,” said Bishop.
Everyone laughed except Mirza who frowned. “It was most enlightening.”
“Bet it was,” added Mitch, nudging him as he sat down.
“So there it is people, our first target. Saneh, Vance and I think this guy is a prime candidate for a honey trap. You’ll have the lead on this and Mirza will back you up. Your mission is to get close to Chambers and identify any opportunities to exploit him. Mirza’s already intimate with Chambers and his cover was blown, so his support will need to be discreet.”
Saneh nodded solemnly then turned and gave Mirza a wink.
“Bishop,” he continued. “You and Mitch will be targeting the GES facility in Virginia. We still have very little on the organization but we do know King spends most of his time at his residence on the estate. The calendars we pulled off the email server indicate King is due to be staying at the residence for the next week. I need you to infiltrate and exploit any opportunities. We’re particularly interested in the locations and type of work they’re doing. And any links to the CIA.”
“What about Venezuela?” Bishop asked.
“Ivan’s on the ground already,” Chua said referring to his deep-cover operative. “Once we get any additional information I’ll let you know.”
Bishop nodded.
“OK, guys, I'm going to get my head down for thirty minutes. Once you've got your initial plans ready start prepping your gear.” He checked his watch. “Be ready to backbrief your plans at eleven hundred hours. Wheels up at midday. Any questions?” He paused. “No? I'm out.”
Chua left the room leaving the pairs to discuss their individual missions. Bishop sat behind one of the laptops and accessed the iPRIMAL imagery database. He found the facility in Virginia and zoomed in. “Looks like a pretty standard training setup.” He turned the screen so Mitch could see.
“Yeah, got kill houses, admin facilities, ranges. Even if security is tight we're probably going to be able to get in through the forest,” said Mitch.
“It’ll provide us with cover all the way to the residence. That's got to be where King lives.” He pointed out a mansion in the middle of a dense forest. It was located a half mile from the sprawling training facilities but was still within the perimeter security fence.
“We can bounce a laser off the windows and eavesdrop. Maybe plant a bug.”
“Good plan, mate, simple.” Bishop turned to see Mirza and Saneh already talking through their own problem. “How come you always get the good jobs?”
They both turned to face him.
“What do you mean?” asked Mirza. “Your job is much simpler.”
“You get New York and a beautiful woman. I get Virginia and Mr. Tight T-shirts.”
Chapter 4
VIRGINIA
After dropping Saneh and Mirza in New York, Bishop and Mitch flew south to Chesterfield County Airport where they parked the Gulfstream and hired a station wagon. From there it was a three hour drive south through lush green forests, rolling farmland, and quaint townships.
Mitch was driving with Bishop riding shotgun. As they turned off the interstate Bishop’s eyes were glued to the iPRIMAL tablet on his lap. “This is the very edge of the GES facility.”
“Not very welcoming are they,” said Mitch.
The road followed a tall fence bordering a thick wall of trees. There was a gap of fifteen yards between the wire fence and the woods.
“Probably got ground sensors, CCTV, dogs, tripwires, patrols, drones...” the Brit said.
“OK I get it. It's not going to be easy to get in.”
They continued along the fence for another four miles before seeing the sign
Mirza rose. “Yes thank you, Chen. Chambers is very much a Generation-Y child. I spent some time on his yacht, the Nemesis , and can confirm he's entitled, has an overinflated opinion of himself, and is fixated on wealth, power, women, and cocaine.”
“Sounds like a hell of boat ride,” said Bishop.
Everyone laughed except Mirza who frowned. “It was most enlightening.”
“Bet it was,” added Mitch, nudging him as he sat down.
“So there it is people, our first target. Saneh, Vance and I think this guy is a prime candidate for a honey trap. You’ll have the lead on this and Mirza will back you up. Your mission is to get close to Chambers and identify any opportunities to exploit him. Mirza’s already intimate with Chambers and his cover was blown, so his support will need to be discreet.”
Saneh nodded solemnly then turned and gave Mirza a wink.
“Bishop,” he continued. “You and Mitch will be targeting the GES facility in Virginia. We still have very little on the organization but we do know King spends most of his time at his residence on the estate. The calendars we pulled off the email server indicate King is due to be staying at the residence for the next week. I need you to infiltrate and exploit any opportunities. We’re particularly interested in the locations and type of work they’re doing. And any links to the CIA.”
“What about Venezuela?” Bishop asked.
“Ivan’s on the ground already,” Chua said referring to his deep-cover operative. “Once we get any additional information I’ll let you know.”
Bishop nodded.
“OK, guys, I'm going to get my head down for thirty minutes. Once you've got your initial plans ready start prepping your gear.” He checked his watch. “Be ready to backbrief your plans at eleven hundred hours. Wheels up at midday. Any questions?” He paused. “No? I'm out.”
Chua left the room leaving the pairs to discuss their individual missions. Bishop sat behind one of the laptops and accessed the iPRIMAL imagery database. He found the facility in Virginia and zoomed in. “Looks like a pretty standard training setup.” He turned the screen so Mitch could see.
“Yeah, got kill houses, admin facilities, ranges. Even if security is tight we're probably going to be able to get in through the forest,” said Mitch.
“It’ll provide us with cover all the way to the residence. That's got to be where King lives.” He pointed out a mansion in the middle of a dense forest. It was located a half mile from the sprawling training facilities but was still within the perimeter security fence.
“We can bounce a laser off the windows and eavesdrop. Maybe plant a bug.”
“Good plan, mate, simple.” Bishop turned to see Mirza and Saneh already talking through their own problem. “How come you always get the good jobs?”
They both turned to face him.
“What do you mean?” asked Mirza. “Your job is much simpler.”
“You get New York and a beautiful woman. I get Virginia and Mr. Tight T-shirts.”
Chapter 4
VIRGINIA
After dropping Saneh and Mirza in New York, Bishop and Mitch flew south to Chesterfield County Airport where they parked the Gulfstream and hired a station wagon. From there it was a three hour drive south through lush green forests, rolling farmland, and quaint townships.
Mitch was driving with Bishop riding shotgun. As they turned off the interstate Bishop’s eyes were glued to the iPRIMAL tablet on his lap. “This is the very edge of the GES facility.”
“Not very welcoming are they,” said Mitch.
The road followed a tall fence bordering a thick wall of trees. There was a gap of fifteen yards between the wire fence and the woods.
“Probably got ground sensors, CCTV, dogs, tripwires, patrols, drones...” the Brit said.
“OK I get it. It's not going to be easy to get in.”
They continued along the fence for another four miles before seeing the sign
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