Hard Case V: Blood and Fear (A John Harding Novel Book 5)

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Authors: Bernard Lee DeLeo
Tags: thriller, Men's Adventure, Terrorism, Assassination
noise or slowing our progress loses something immediately.” I had my butterfly knife with razor sharp blade at Edoje’s right ear, drawing blood. “Want a demonstration?”
    “We will come quietly!” Edoje spoke real fast for the group.
    “Okay then, but remember any noise, and every one of you four loses an ear. Understand?” I had their attention. They nodded in energetic agreement. I called Dev, and we hurried the whole bunch out through the gate into our spacious EMT rig. Besides, we stuffed them into a corner on the floor. We hadn’t counted on four ride along new companions, but we’d make due. Denny called as we were getting underway. “Terrorists Are Us. Welcome to the new terrorist Mecca where the USA lets in anyone from terrorist nations, as long as they come here to reduce our population.”
    I drew laughter from my friends inside the van, but Denny merely chuckled while letting the background noise subside. “Edoje’s companions are all Nigerian Boko Haram. Did they have vehicles?”
    “Hold on, and I’ll check a couple of things.” I turned to the huddled masses yearning to be free in the van corner. “Anyone not demonstrating English understandably dies right now. Who would like to live?”
    They demonstrated the English language until Lucas had to bop them in the head. “Shut the fuck up. He wanted a simple answer, not a damn speech.”
    “Next on our question list is how many vehicles do you jerks have, and where are the keys. I saw two vehicles at the driveway entrance, inside the gate. Do you have any others?”
    “No, they are our only transportation,” one of the others with Edoje admitted.
    Edoje stared at the speaker in surprise. “These people will torture us if we lie, idiot! They are not cops. We will all die shortly. Speak the truth, and maybe it will be a quick kill rather than a torturous death. There is a van parked in front. All the vehicle keys are on hooks at the left side of the entrance.”
    “Did you get that, Den?”
    “I’ll send a team. Can I have these guys for trading purposes after Crue interrogates them? Before you ask, I don’t have a clue who let them in, or how they weren’t arrested way before now. It would be a good question for Crue to work on. It would be good to know if both the entire Senate and House are selling us out for money, or if this is just a vote getting ploy to legalize everyone who crosses the border, even if they want to kill us all. At least we’d have some idea where we stand in all this crap.”
    “I think we know where we stand… right next to the other seventy percent of our citizens who keep demanding we lock down immigration and the borders, all to no avail. I’m venting. I’ll find out a few facts, or Crue will.”
    “She certainly will. This is straight from her – warm them up.”
    I grinned. “On it. See you in a few minutes.”
    “Jafar. Load the Azi interrogation video for these gentlemen to see.”
    “Ten seconds,” Jafar acknowledged, working his laptop with smiling concentration.
    When he had it loaded, he turned the sound to max, and knelt so our Boko Haram party of four could see how we found out about them. After a few minutes of watching Crue at work, they began turning their heads away in fear and disgust. Lucas let off an arc from his stun-gun in their faces.
    “Anyone looking away better get set for some bad time with the blue arc in places you don’t ever want jolted electrically.”
    It was a cinch after that for quiet contemplation of the video. At the end, I crouched down to engage my guests. “We’re driving to meet the lady who did the interrogation on Azi. If I were you guys, I’d be dreaming of ways to be helpful. How did you ass-wipes get into the country? I already know you’re all Boko Haram.”
    “Aboard a container ship in the East,” Edoje admitted. “There is a Jamaat al-Fuqra faction operating at the docks. They work for the Bulgarian, as do we.”
    “What’s the Bulgarian’s

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