Free Nano Surveillance (Dave Henson Series Book 1) by Mark Donovan

country, since your industry has become polluted by the corrupt power that now owns and controls it.”
    Dana was unclear with what Dave was suggesting, however, she could tell in his voice he was very serious and determined. She decided not to press him for specifics over the phone. She would plan to visit him soon out in Idaho. Dave and his team obviously had bigger plans than just catching bad politicians in action. She trusted in him, that whatever he had planned, it was in the best interest of both the country and the American citizen.
    “Fine Dave,” replied Dana. “I will let you go for now and call you as soon as I learn anything more from Jeff”.
    “Good, I look forward to hearing back from you soon.”
    After the two hung up their phones, the circuit connection remained active for a couple of seconds longer before finally being terminated.
     

Chapter 19 (March 4, Tuesday 2:00pm Atlantic Standard Time)
                  Dimitris Barbas was relaxing and soaking in the sun on his 125 meter luxury yacht. It was anchored a quarter mile offshore of Cinnamon Bay beach on the west side of St. John Virgin Island. Though nearly 75 years old, Barbas still looked amazingly fit and youthful. He had once been married, however, he had been a widower for the past twenty years. His wife had died in a freak accidental pool drowning at their home, even though she had been a star swimmer on her university’s swim team during her youth.
                  With his billionaire financial status, and relatively good looks, he had felt no compelling reason to remarry. Too many hassles, excuses, and apologies would have been required over the years. This said, he always had at least one woman beside him at most times. Today was no different. A beautiful blond woman 40 years his junior lie beside him dozing in a chassis lounge chair on the top deck of his yacht. He had met her three years earlier at a conference on solving world hunger. They had hit it off well at the conference and she had become one of his off and on companions since then. They had an open relationship and they both preferred it that way.
                  Dimitris was just swallowing the last remnants of his tropical Rum drink when his cell phone started vibrating on the table next to him. It was Christos Grivas calling him. He had been anticipating the call.
                  “Hello Christos,” said Dimitris as he answered the phone speaking in Greek. “So what have you learned about this Ms. Cogswell and more importantly the source of her tape?”
                  “Well first, she’s agreed to Jeff to turn over her additional copies of the video,” replied Christos. “It was agreed to with the understanding that we were still evaluating the legitimacy of the video before deciding to run with it, and that we also wanted to be assured exclusivity. She apparently saw the rationale of our request.”
                  “Good, I like hearing about my employees doing the right thing,” commented Dimitris. “So how about the source of the video? Were our friends able to help us out with that?”
                  “Yes, we’ve been monitoring Ms. Cogswell’s work, home and mobile phone services since she came to us with the video,” responded Christos. “We’ve also been able to get listing reports of all her placed and received phone calls, on all three services for the past month. As a reporter she makes and receives a lot of phone calls, however, it appears that a phone number located out in west-central Idaho could be of most interest.”
                  “What makes you think so?” questioned Dimitris.
                  “Because it is the phone number of a Mr. Dave Henson,” responded Christos. “He had called her three days before she received the video, and more significantly she called him shortly after her first meeting with Jeff on the