My Granddaughter was Stolen!

by Waggoner, Robert C.

  The CIA director was livid as hell after his meeting with Secretary Pratt. He went back to the office instead of home with his family. He called a phone number that was only used in emergencies. He said, "We've a national security leak that needs plugging."

  He put away his cell and drove on to his office. He didn't have to wait long for a team of two to arrive. He'd called down to security to let the two named people pass through to his office. He welcomed them and brewed some coffee from fresh beans. While the coffee was dripping he said, "We've had three e-mails sent from here that contained blackmail information about the President Sam Bates. A special expert traced the sent mail to this building where our firewall, thanks to you folks, prevented entry. I need you to find out who sent those e-mails."

  "The woman spoke first and said, "Where were they sent sir?"

  "Two of them were sent to the southern coast of Oregon and one to the secretary to Sam Bates at the White House."

  The man said, "This shouldn't take long Director. A few hours at the most. Will you still be here or where sir?"

  "I'll wait here. This is too important for me to go home and read the Sunday paper." The two people heard him loud and clear that he was really upset with the leak or abuse of the system.

  The first place they went was to the basement to visit the mainframe computer. Few had clearance to the room and it was guarded 24/7. Their ID passed them quickly through the locked doors and into a brightly lighted room that was a constant 68 degrees.

  An hour later they had their suspect computer. Every computer had its own identifying code number. In no time they had the code traced to Bert Uptown, Deputy Director under Phil Addie. Carol dug out her cell and called Billy Ricker. Billy answered right away and listened carefully. He thanked her and yelled a 'right on Billy.'

  When he settled down he told Brad. Brad said, "Billy, way to go. Thank your friends too," he said laughing. Billy was astounded due to the fact how did Brad know he had some friends working on this problem?

  Phil Addie, after hearing the news went home. He called Secretary Pratt and then he called the president. The news went around and around and finally landed into Brad's lap. It was left to him to deal with Bert Uptown.

  Brad had an idea. Some details needed working on, but the overall idea seemed feasible. Actually, it was kind of a far out plan. Deputy Director Bert would be sent to a semi-friendly country on some bogus assignment. Upon arrival -- well, some details still needed addressing.

  The day of the meeting was without a dress rehearsal. The first thing to put in place was the total takeover of the International Country Club. The FBI took care of that end of things. One of the first to arrive was Mr. A. His driver helped him in and out of the car. Once inside the two beefy guys on the door opened it to let him in. Mr. A felt alone as the room was empty and silent.

  That silence was soon broken when Deputy Director Uptown arrived. Uptown was rather calm and when he saw Mr. A with two casts on his hands, he asked, "What happened?"

  "You don't want to know Bert. We're in deep shit here and today we need to figure a way out. I can't even drink a cup of coffee. That asshole is going to pay; he vowed."

  "Who is the 'asshole', asked Bert.

  "I don't know for sure. What I can tell you is he is damn clever."

  Bert Uptown was no man's dummy. He put two and two together and came up with Brad Pratt. He knew Pratt was in town. Bert started to get a little nervous as Mr. B, C and the rest of the Alpha Gang came in. Following was who he knew as a Mike guy with a shitload of cash to invest. Everyone enjoyed a brief time of small talk.

  Bert sat down and watched Mike set up his laptop. Mr. A called the meeting to order. He said, "Gentlemen, Mike here is about to transfer to our coffers 200 million for us to invest. We welcome him with open arms and now I turn the meeting over to Mr. B.

  "Let's begin………….." The door opened and Speaker Hollis walked in.

  He said, "Sorry I'm late, but you all know how it is sometimes out there." He took his chair and Mr. B continued:

  "As I was saying, let's begin by taking a vote before we go too far this fine day." He turned and looked directly at Mr. A and said, "All those in favor of Mr. A retiring raise your right hand."

  Mr. A had his mouth open in complete astonishment. His two hands with casts were resting on the table top. All with the exception of Mike had their hands raised. It was precisely at that moment when Brad Pratt walked in followed by his cast of characters.

  The raised hands went slowly down and perplexed faces appeared around the table. The smiling blonde man said, "Let me introduce my friends here. The black man is a homeless guy I found on the street. I asked him if he wanted to make a 'C' note. He told me he'd kill his own mother for that kind of money.

  Next we have this young man who was recruited for a special job today. He's a gay guy who performs in porno movies. Oh you're probably wondering what happened to the two guys outside the door, well, they are both taking a long nap. I'm Brad Pratt and I'm here to ruin your day." He nodded to Mike who got up and went out the door.

  In short order he was back with two females. One was young and the other in her middle thirties. Mr. A recognized his granddaughter, fourteen year old Kay. Mr. B was starring at his wife who was definitely not happy. She had a defiant look on her face.

  "Now gentlemen you'd best listen very carefully because I'm going to tell you a story. A while back a friend of mine called me up to tell me his thirteen year old granddaughter had been abducted. He was devastated as one can't imagine what would go through a grandfather's mind knowing how vulnerable a little girl could be to kidnappers. Then to add insult to injury, his daughter and the mother of his granddaughter is also kidnapped. My friend asks for my help. With the help of both my team, the DC police, the FBI and the CIA we were successful in rescuing the two family members of the President of the United States.

  We found their hiding place in Sunriver. One of my team members and I got lucky and when we broke open the door, found one man naked from the waist down attempting to rape the mother of the daughter. Across the room another man was trying to force his penis into the mouth of the thirteen year old. We shot and killed them both. Who knows the mental damage that was done to both females?" Mike had been watching Brad and the two females standing a little behind him. Brad had turned ugly and was playing an academy award performance.

  "He said, "Now, you bastards are the ones who had this abduction take place and also the murder of Father Wilmar. And it appeared Donald Hedgewire was cast away like a smelly three day old fish." Brad first looked at Mr. A and said, "You stubborn old man. Now it's your turn to watch your granddaughter being raped by my new friend the black homeless guy. And when he's finished with her, then Mr. B your wife is next."

  "Oh, I forgot to mention that my gay friend here loves a tight backside. You will all draw numbers to see which one get to enjoy our friend's nice long member. Well, I think maybe you first should get to see his tool. Please my friend, show the group your trademark."

  The Alpha Gang, along with Mrs. B gasped when they saw his very long penis. "Now before we begin, let's draw slips of paper to see who get it up the ass first." Mike had already made up folded slips with numbers and one slip that said 'U1st'.

  The lucky guy was Speaker Hollis. He started to protest and backed down when Brad gave him a look. Brad said, "Okay, Mrs. B off with your clothes and be quick about it. Protesting will not help. Amy Hedgewire lay on the bed naked while an evil man began to rape her."

  Mr. B tried to protest but Mike had moved around the table and gave him a little squeeze. Brad said, "By the way guys, Mike here is one of our team members. He's ex SEAL like me. You guys just think you're smart."

  Mrs. B was now crying a little with the fourteen year old granddaughter hanging onto her grandfather. Brad said, "Well now, she's not bad looking in the flesh. Now tell me Mrs. B does it feel being exposed?"

  Mrs. B was trying to cover up, but not doing a very good job of i
t. Brad ordered her onto the conference table. He nodded to Jones to help her. Soon she was lying on her back crying.

  "Meanwhile, for our entertainment, gentlemen, strip down to your birthday suits to show the granddaughter your equipment. And I don't mean for you to take all day about it either. Yes, Mr. A that means you too. Show your granddaughter what she has to look forward to." Kay the granddaughter was crying her eyes out. Soon all the men were naked and Mrs. B lying on the table top naked as well.

  "Brad said, "This is what you bastards did to two family members of a friend of mine. You care for nothing but yourselves and money. Now are you ready to see my black friend here place his tool into the little girl's mouth?"

  That's what was happening when I came into the windowless room. A sick man was trying to force his dick into her mouth. I want all eyes watching and anyone who turns away will get to perform the oral experience on one of you." Brad nodded to Mike. Mike went to the little girl and began to take her clothes off. The girl became hysterical and her grandfather said nothing to save her.

  All of the naked men were shell shocked wondering what was coming next. Brad said, "Now look at me you pieces of shit. I'm going to give you a break. Mr. A will tell you that he had six body guards the night I came visiting. All six were put to sleep by me alone. The old saying, 'you can run, but you can't hide' is in play. I'm going to be a nice guy and give each of you 24 hours to go away and hide from me. If you're still in the United States I'll kill you. One more thing, keep looking over your shoulder as someday I'll be there to make you pay the penalty of murder, kidnapping and treason."

  Now go. No, you do not get to take your clothes with you. If you're not out of this building in five minutes, my gay friend will have fun.

  "Mrs. B you can get dressed now. I suggest you divorce him quickly."

  Brad walked over to the little girl and said, "Kay, on the coast of Oregon a 13 year old girl went through hell as you did. I hope you learn from this event."

  -XIV-

  The FBI agents said later, laughing, that a handful of naked men were running through the dining room and out the door. Some of the naked men had grabbed a table cloth to wrap around their stark white bodies.

  While the 'play' was being acted out, the federal government did its level best to freeze the banks accounts of the major players of the Alpha Gang. Airports were manned and airlines contacted to confirm the departure of said Gang members and their families.

  The CIA took care of Bert Uptown. Mr. B and his wife were dogged constantly and harassed to no end. The same thing happened with the others. The exception was Owen Snark. He, when waddling out of the building to his waiting driver, suffered a major heart attack. He died in the ER of a nearby hospital. His wife Hazel never recovered from the shock and moved into an assisted living facility in Arizona. Her daughter and granddaughter inherited a fortune.

  Speaker Hollis and his wife Constance were followed to Belgium by Brad and Sandy. This was personal between him and Hollis. Hollis was a smart ass and had hopes of being president some day.

  He and his wife had gone to extreme lengths to hide from Brad and anyone else looking for them. He'd let his beard grow, wore glasses and a wig. The wife wore a wig and glasses also. Both wore clothes to make them appear heavier. Brad, with his own disguise followed them around Antwerpen.

  They were staying in an upscale hotel. Brad had a plan. He had some cards made up saying he was a tour man for hire with a car. Brad's French was pretty good and should be passable. He bought a cell phone and had that number on his cards. He slipped the card under the door of their hotel room and waited to see if they nibbled on his bait.

  The next day he received a phone call. Neither one spoke French or German, so Brad used bad English. The CIA had loaned him a luxury car and he picked up his two passengers at 11 am for an afternoon drive up the river to Temse.

  Hollis was a little nervous, but after finding out Brad was pure German and from Munich, he relaxed and enjoyed the ride up the river. It was cold, but clear. Snow was piled alongside the road. Brad asked mundane questions discovering they were from California.

  Brad had a map and told the Greysides, as they called themselves, that a wonderful restaurant was stuck up out of town a ways. Would they like to visit it and have lunch? They both thought that a nice plan. Constance Hollis exclaimed how beautiful it was in the rural area. Soon they had run out of farms and were climbing a rather steep hill. Brad told them they were almost there now. At the top of the hill, a small pull off area was perhaps used to view the valley below.

  Brad pulled over and asked if they would like to step out and take a look at the lovely view. It was clear and cold, but the view was extraordinary. As they got out Brad left his door open part way so he could hit the lock button. While they were gazing off to the valley below, Constance commented about how cold it was and that they should go now to the restaurant. They turned around and saw their guide had a pistol pointed at them.

  Brad smiled and said in perfect English, "I told you that you could run, but not hide. Well, here we are in the middle of nowhere. Indeed it's cold out. For you Constance Hollis, my name is Brad Pratt. You both need to be punished for your part in the crime of treason and kidnapping. I didn't mention murder as you're only an accessory after the fact. I think a fitting punishment might be a walk in the country side.

  Sometimes we have to take the law into our own hands. I could take you back to the states and put you on trial, but that would take years of litigation as you well know. Now this little walk is not going to kill you but you will indeed suffer some hardship. This is what I want you to do. Take off your coats and lay them on the roof of the car. Next you will take out the padding around your middle. Constance, take your bra off too. I want your nipples to suffer a little cold. Lastly, your shoes and socks on the roof top.

  It's all downhill over fields of glistening white snow. Don't even think about cutting over to the road. I'll be chugging along with the heater on watching you all the way to the valley floor." He watched as they did as was told. Hollis tried to be brave and so did his wife for about two minutes. Brad pointed the pistol to have them get going over the side of the road snow bank to the white field of snow. Brad kind of wished that frost bite would take a few toes.

  He watched them with delight as at first they walked gingerly down the hill. Then he saw both pick up speed with him leading the way; both complaining vociferously. Brad could see Hollis could care less about his wife; only himself. Two hours later the Hollis couple staggered out onto a road. Brad thought it might be interesting to go to the local hospital and check up on his two victims.

  It was dark when he came out of the hospital. The doctor told him they were both suffering from frostbite to the feet and were lucky to be alive. The doctor shook his head and said, "It's not easy to walk without toes."

  Brad went to the hotel, packed his bag and flew home to Oregon. Sandy was happy to be going home. All Brad could do was smile thinking about seeing both his wife and new daughter very soon.

  -XV-

  Brad had the pilots fly over Canada and down to North Bend Airport. He was worn out and so was Sandy. Both needed a rest. Mike picked up Brad and the pilots flew home to Portland; they too needed a break. Brad made sure they had some spending money.

  Nothing could have made Brad any happier than to see his two kids and wife. It took all of his willpower to keep from leaking big tears all over the new born child. Little Brian was not as patient as he should be but given the circumstances, he did not make a big pest of himself.

  Brad's mother gave him a hug and left him to his family. Brad asked about Amy and Lisa. Sujin said they were doing much better each day. Sujin said, "You are very tired husband. Let's go to bed and sleep as a family all together.

  A surprise awaited Brad Pratt the next morning. The President Samuel Bates paid them a visit. Actually, it was twofold: one to see his daughter and granddaughter and the other was to thank Brad Pratt and his Batt team for a j
ob well done.

  Samuel Bates said, "I can't count the times you and your fine team have saved the day for Americans. I do have a strange story to tell all of you. It seems that two Americans, a man and woman in Belgium claimed they were kidnapped and made to walk miles through the snow fields. They lost all of their toes to frost bite and, here it's even more bizarre, the woman, who she said was made to take off her bra, lost her nipples to frost bite too." He looked around the packed room and finally his eyes landed on Brad.

  Sam saw the beginning of a small smile and he gave a small smile back.

  End

  Soon to come is a diamond lost. It's not just any ordinary diamond, it's the Pink Jubilee. Value is in excess of $12 million. Brad and his team are asked to find the missing rare stone. Pink diamonds are the most valuable of all diamonds.