“No. No, you said the threat was gone. He’s the threat. He’s the one we worried about the most.”
“How? How are you here?” asked Gustav.
“Amazing technology,” smirked the colonel. “Unfortunately, Reginald is correct. Your technology will no longer work. We’ve notified the commercial airlines, military, and transport airlines. We, or I should say they, provided them with a fix for anything you throw at them.”
“Of course, you’re not going to be throwing anything at them from jail,” said River.
“You fools. I’m a diplomat. The government can’t touch me,” he smiled.
“Oh, Gustie,” smirked Quinn. “See, we don’t give a shit that you’re a diplomat. We are not with the government. None of you will ever see anything except the inside of a cell or the inside of your own coffin.”
“This isn’t possible,” muttered Gustav.
“You egotistical bastard! We trusted you! You said you had everything under control even when we were doubting you. You did this to us.”
“You did it to yourselves,” said the colonel. “You trusted a man that had his own interests ahead of everyone else’s. That’s never who you want as your leader.”
Moose knocked on the door, the group of massive men now standing in the room staring at the people around the table.
“Time to take the laundry down,” said the big man.
U-Jin slowly walked around the table, jabbing a needle into the necks of the board members. Within seconds, they were unconscious and being dragged toward the door, ready to be placed in the laundry bin and taken downstairs.
“And what delightful plans do you have for me?” sneered Gustav. “Boiling in oil? Perhaps feeding me to the piranhas?”
“No, that’s too good for you,” said Quinn. “See, you sent someone to kill my fiancée. That wasn’t smart at all. In fact, nothing you’ve done so far is smart. You think you’re an intelligent man with a masterful mind but you’re not. You’re a weak pathetic man who had a lot of money and a lot of time to figure out how you could screw with the world. That ends here.”
“I will come back,” he said sternly.
“Only if you come back as a ghost,” said U-Jin. He jabbed the needle into his neck and nodded at the other men. Cowboy smiled at the others.
“Let’s go boys. Alvin and his friends are hungry.”
CHAPTER THIRTY
With the recordings, videos, and notes in the hands of federal prosecutors, the men of the board of Coastal Airways were all in custody and being charged with so many things they wouldn’t be able to see daylight ever again.
Gustav met Alvin and his friends close up. He wasn’t happy with the outcome, or at least that’s what his screams indicated.
Colonel Tom Lewis appeared before the military review board, in spite of being retired. He explained every detail of what occurred, what he did to attempt to stop them and even praised the support of Reginald.
Both men were released, the colonel happily walking April down the aisle. He’d never seen so many warriors in one place and he’d led more than a few in his time.
“You could always stay here permanently, colonel,” said Patrick.
“I think I’ll stay for a while,” he said nodding at the group of men. “I don’t want April to feel as though I’m under her feet.”
“I don’t think she’ll feel that way at all. She loves having you here and so do we,” said Wes.
“I can’t thank you all enough for what you’ve done for her. I realize that Quinn did it for selfish reasons,” he laughed, “but still.”
“My son is very much in love with her and she’ll be well cared for here,” said Patrick. “We take love more seriously than any mission, sir.”
“Yes, you do,” he laughed. “How about another plate of food, gentlemen? I believe I’m hitting my stride.”
Patrick smiled at the older man as he and others headed back to the banquet tables. He noticed Finnegan seated, watching the crowds and wondered if he were contemplating someone as a future wife. There were plenty of women in the crowd. Many too young, but many within an appropriate age range.
“Seeing your future?” he asked smiling down at him. Finn stood laughing at his father.
