Primary Target (1999) by Joe - Dalton Weber, Sullivan 01 Read Free Book Online Page A
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camp." Scott and Jackie exchanged glances.
"Is that acceptable to you?" Scott asked. "I make the final decisions?"
"Fair enough," she said with a sly smile. "Unless, of course, you make faulty decisions."
Scott saw the self-satisfied gleam in her eyes. He sensed that she was going to be a formidable challenge.
Prost broke the undercurrent of tension. "Scott, do you want to use O'Donnell as your drop pilot?"
"Absolutely," Scott replied as he shifted his gaze to Prost. "Ah, yes, the brotherhood," Jackie deadpanned.
With his eyes reflecting a devilish trace of humor, Scott turned to her. "Now that's what I like--a woman who is direct and honest."
Refusing to take the bait, she smiled serenely and changed the topic. "Are you acquainted with Ed Hockaday?"
"I know of him," Scott admitted with apparent indifference. "But I've never met him."
Edward "Eddy" Hockaday was an eccentric and savvy English-born journalist who covered the Arab world. In addition, he pocketed a second income as a freelance spy for the Agency.
"I have arranged a meeting with him in Dallas late this afternoon." Her eyes never wavered from his. "He's been in the compound and has interviewed Shakhar for CNN, and he spoke at length with Maritza. He'll be able to give us a detailed description of the training facility and the surrounding area."
"Is he in Dallas for the seminar on terrorism?" Scott asked. "Yes, he's one of the guest speakers."
"I'm looking forward to meeting him."
"Then let's get moving." She reached down and retrieved two American Airlines tickets from a pocket on the leg of her flight suit, then handed one to Scott. "The Air Force has a plane standing by to fly us to DFW as soon as you've packed your gear and briefed O'Donnell. He can fly back to Washington with Hartwell."
"Whoa--wait a second," Scott said, smiling faintly. "That assumes Greg will join the show."
"You're former Marine jet jocks, aren't you?" she taunted. "That's right."
"He'll go," she said with undisguised cockiness. "We'll meet Eddy at DFW and fly back to Washington with him. If everything goes as planned, we'll leave the following day for Athens--our staging area."
She tilted her head to meet his gaze. "Any questions?" "Not at the moment," Scott said lightly.
Prost signaled the helicopter crew and started walking toward the helo.
"Well," Scott said as he glanced at her, "we better not keep Mr. Hockaday waiting."
"You're the boss," Jackie demurred with practiced ease.
Chapter 5
Khaliq Farkas .
Monitoring the A-4 Skyhawk's Global Positioning Systern, Khaliq Farkas noted his progress and the course t o his final destination near Huntington, West Virginia. This was real flying; exactly how he remembered the sensation during his jet transition training at Tampa International Airport. In a matter of seven weeks, he had mastered both the Cessna Citation II and a civilian-owned former Navy TA-4J Skyhawk.
To Farkas, this was the ultimate experience in the world of aviation. He was captivated by the exhilaration of flying high-performance military aircraft to the edge of the envelope--and sometimes beyond.
Considered one of the world's most dangerous and cunning terrorists, Khaliq Farkas had successfully eluded an international manhunt for over sixteen years. During that period, in addition to learning how to fly jets at the expense of Bassam Shakhar, Farkas had mastered the art of building remotely triggered bombs while he and his devout followers watched the bounty on his head steadily increase to $4.35 million.
Operating with various special action cells of Islamic Jihad, he had been the mastermind behind numerous ambushe s and bombings, including the suicide truck bombing on the U . S . Marine barracks in Beirut in 1983.
More recently, Farkas had assisted Shakhar in planning and executing the bombing of the Khobar Towers military housing complex in Dhahran, Saudi Arabia.
Farkas was also directly responsible for the bombings of two U . S . embassies and the
"Is that acceptable to you?" Scott asked. "I make the final decisions?"
"Fair enough," she said with a sly smile. "Unless, of course, you make faulty decisions."
Scott saw the self-satisfied gleam in her eyes. He sensed that she was going to be a formidable challenge.
Prost broke the undercurrent of tension. "Scott, do you want to use O'Donnell as your drop pilot?"
"Absolutely," Scott replied as he shifted his gaze to Prost. "Ah, yes, the brotherhood," Jackie deadpanned.
With his eyes reflecting a devilish trace of humor, Scott turned to her. "Now that's what I like--a woman who is direct and honest."
Refusing to take the bait, she smiled serenely and changed the topic. "Are you acquainted with Ed Hockaday?"
"I know of him," Scott admitted with apparent indifference. "But I've never met him."
Edward "Eddy" Hockaday was an eccentric and savvy English-born journalist who covered the Arab world. In addition, he pocketed a second income as a freelance spy for the Agency.
"I have arranged a meeting with him in Dallas late this afternoon." Her eyes never wavered from his. "He's been in the compound and has interviewed Shakhar for CNN, and he spoke at length with Maritza. He'll be able to give us a detailed description of the training facility and the surrounding area."
"Is he in Dallas for the seminar on terrorism?" Scott asked. "Yes, he's one of the guest speakers."
"I'm looking forward to meeting him."
"Then let's get moving." She reached down and retrieved two American Airlines tickets from a pocket on the leg of her flight suit, then handed one to Scott. "The Air Force has a plane standing by to fly us to DFW as soon as you've packed your gear and briefed O'Donnell. He can fly back to Washington with Hartwell."
"Whoa--wait a second," Scott said, smiling faintly. "That assumes Greg will join the show."
"You're former Marine jet jocks, aren't you?" she taunted. "That's right."
"He'll go," she said with undisguised cockiness. "We'll meet Eddy at DFW and fly back to Washington with him. If everything goes as planned, we'll leave the following day for Athens--our staging area."
She tilted her head to meet his gaze. "Any questions?" "Not at the moment," Scott said lightly.
Prost signaled the helicopter crew and started walking toward the helo.
"Well," Scott said as he glanced at her, "we better not keep Mr. Hockaday waiting."
"You're the boss," Jackie demurred with practiced ease.
Chapter 5
Khaliq Farkas .
Monitoring the A-4 Skyhawk's Global Positioning Systern, Khaliq Farkas noted his progress and the course t o his final destination near Huntington, West Virginia. This was real flying; exactly how he remembered the sensation during his jet transition training at Tampa International Airport. In a matter of seven weeks, he had mastered both the Cessna Citation II and a civilian-owned former Navy TA-4J Skyhawk.
To Farkas, this was the ultimate experience in the world of aviation. He was captivated by the exhilaration of flying high-performance military aircraft to the edge of the envelope--and sometimes beyond.
Considered one of the world's most dangerous and cunning terrorists, Khaliq Farkas had successfully eluded an international manhunt for over sixteen years. During that period, in addition to learning how to fly jets at the expense of Bassam Shakhar, Farkas had mastered the art of building remotely triggered bombs while he and his devout followers watched the bounty on his head steadily increase to $4.35 million.
Operating with various special action cells of Islamic Jihad, he had been the mastermind behind numerous ambushe s and bombings, including the suicide truck bombing on the U . S . Marine barracks in Beirut in 1983.
More recently, Farkas had assisted Shakhar in planning and executing the bombing of the Khobar Towers military housing complex in Dhahran, Saudi Arabia.
Farkas was also directly responsible for the bombings of two U . S . embassies and the
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