The Blistering: Chapter III

To start this serial suspense novel from the beginning, go here.

The Second Escape

 

Thirty minutes out of jail and Cardinal was already a prisoner. And once again, it was the government taking him down. Leave it to the law to make sure a guy never breathes free.

Edward Mokley sat at the other end of the table in the interrogation room, staring furiously at him. He wore an FBI cap and a military-style shirt with a patch that read "Special Operations" on the short sleeve. Special Ed, Cardinal had always called him.

"We didn't want to do this by force," he drawled. "But we had no choice. You would not cooperate and national security is at risk."

"Funny way to defend freedom," Cardinal said, "by taking away somebody's rights."

"Have you been sleeping with your defense attorney again?" Special Ed asked. "Sounds like you have learned something from Marcia's pillow talk." He laughed, held his cigar aloft and looked around at the guards for supportive levity. No one peeped. Apparently Special Ops guards don't get paid enough to laugh with their superiors. Or maybe it was the lousy health benefits.

"Yeah," Cardinal answered, "we used to talk about habeas corpus while she tied me up."

"Shut up, smart guy." Special Ed's amusement was gone. "We killed your mother once. We can do it again."

"Don't butter me up."

Special Ed lept up from his chair and pounded his fist on the table. He didn't have to do that. He just liked the cliché. "Dammit, Cardinal, you are going to help us in this mission or you will never, ever, get out of this place!"

Cardinal looked past the patch on Special Ed's shoulder and out the window behind him. In the distance, he saw a heat-seeking missle headed straight for the back of the compound they were in.

"Yeah?"

Comments

[Moof]

I've got to say that I'm really enjoying this treat ... the only problem is that the bites are too tiny! ;o)

Looking forward to the next part!

(Would have posted a comment on here 3 hours ago, but our tech problems continue unabated here. *sigh*)

[scan man]

Technical question from a totally unqualified fan: 'Why is it a heat-seeking missile?'
Maybe whoever fired it was hoping that the missile would lock on to the heat emiting from the hot and bothered Special Ed!
Ahhh... This is good.
I'm sure you are having a lot of fun, dreaming up improbable twists.

[Phillip Gordon]

Special Ed. I...love...it!

[difficultpt]

I love it . . .eagerly awaiting the next chapter (which is coming soon, right?) ;o)

[Cathy]

Can't wait for next chapter!

[Cathy]

Dr Hebert, this is off topic but I wanted to tell you this. I made chicken Gumbo while visiting my brother and SIL this week,using your recipe. It was delicious! We all ate why too much and I even ate some at 2 O'clock in the morning. Hmmmmm.

I also tried to get that video you had posted about St. Bernard Parish and hurricane Katrina. The video is no longer available. I wish I had downloaded it to my pc and saved it.

[Carol]

Your demanding public is.....demanding more! More!