Resurrection – On the Line 5.4

by Steve on September 20, 2009

It’s been so inexcusably long since the last installment I feel I better re-introduce how these posts are structured.  “On the Line” is the working title of the novel I’ve been working on for longer than I care to admit (or obviously not working on).  Those of you who were following the posts may want to go back and read the last one (or several) to get back into it.  Please forgive me.  If this is new to you then you get to start fresh – click on the link in the header “On the Line” and it will take you to the parent page where links to all the installments may be found.  Once in the posts you can move forward or back by clicking on the links at the beginning and end of each post.

I let this lay dormant for way too long and I intend to finish it (1) for my sanity and (2) before our world makes a major re-write necessary.  Fire away at me for my delinquency if you absolutely must – I surely deserve it, but I pledge to not leave you hanging again.  As before I welcome your comments and input.  One reason I stopped posting updates was I didn’t like the way this particular section was playing out so bear with me as I get the story rolling again – it may be a rocky start-up.

Back to 5.3

Angelique was worried.  She hadn’t heard from her father in two days.  Ever since her mother died she had made a point of talking to her father every day.  Sometimes it wasn’t practical if he was traveling but he always told her when he was going to be out of town.  Always.  He hadn’t said a word and now he was nowhere to be found.  She had checked with his office, nobody had seen him since the night before last.  They were also very concerned.  Angelique called in the police and the Marine Nationale launched an all out investigation including the resources of the French Intelligence.  The lack of contact was completely out of character for Rene and when placed within the context of his profession, his disappearance was terrifying both for his family and his government.  The father of the French nuclear submarine program had simply vanished.

Within twelve hours all the intelligence agencies in the western world knew that Rene Bertrand had disappeared.  The knowledge that he possessed made his disappearance a top priority and senior analysts in Washington, London, and Paris were all working on theories regarding the consequences of Rene’s work falling into the wrong hands.  The picture that was forming was not a pretty one even with the limited information that the various agencies were willing to share.  The summaries being briefed to the Presidents and Prime Ministers were all nearly identical: nuclear material, probably Iranian in origin, processed in a lab in Syria followed by the agonizing death of most of the lab technicians from acute radiation poisoning.  That had come from Mossad after an “asset” relayed a conversation from a cousin who had talked with the brother of a dying man.  Assuming the information was correct and the weapons had been loaded in a container, then they were probably at sea.  The big question was where and when would they reappear? Mossad also claimed to have a means of tracking the container but they would not elaborate and had shared nothing new in weeks.  Speculation was that either this source didn’t exist or had been made and eliminated by the opposition.

Getting any information on the container itself out of the Syrian government was an impossible exercise in futility.

Summary: four dirty nukes, destination unknown, somewhere in transit, probably/hopefully still in the Med.


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