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Mission Impossible?
Chapter 6
Amber waited quietly, hands folded between her knees, and looked down at
the light brown carpet covering the floor. She was too numb to consider
any options that she might have. All she could think about was being
court martialed and the humiliation if the press would find out. She bit
her lower lip and closed her eyes. She did not want to cry in front of
these people; she wouldn't give them that satisfaction.
The door opened and a tall, slim African-American woman walked in
followed by Major Brewer. Immediately, Captain Logan, the other agent
named Dan, and Amber stood as one.
"Major, close the door please," the Colonel asked as she walked behind
the large executive desk and sat down. Thank you," she said hearing the
door close, not looking up from the file she perused on her desk.
Amber could not see what the file contained because she was focused
straight ahead at the wood paneled wall, her hands pinned against her
bare thighs standing at attention. She glanced briefly at the Colonel's
nameplate at the front of her desk. The gold plate read "Col. Iris
Washington". Amber stood motionless but used her peripheral vision to see
the three officers standing also at attention, Major Brewer and the agent
they called Dan to her left and Captain Logan to her right. Usually,
being this close to two attractive men would excite Amber, but now she
was scared.
"At ease, people," the Colonel said reaching into her desk and pulling
out a note pad and pen. As one, the four standing shifted their feet
apart and placed their hands behind them on the small of their back.
Amber was suddenly conscious of the fact her breast forms jutted out far
in front of her but did not want to break position and draw unwanted
attention to her. Amber looked over at Major Brewer who caught her glance
and slightly nodded her head in encouragement.
The four stood in silence while the Colonel glanced over the file and
made some notes. Colonel Washington shut the file, looked up and took off
her glasses. She glanced over Amber quickly, and then looked to Major
Brewer.
"Major, is this Sergeant Kain?"
"Yes Ma'am. We found her in a motel outside of St. Louis. She was on
terminal leave."
"Yes, the files state it lasts for another 5 days," she said, glancing
back and forth at the four people. "Why don't you sit down? All of you."
Amber stepped back and slid into the wooden chair. She put her knees
together, bit her lower lip, and looked at the Colonel. The Colonel
stared back at her and evaluated her.
"Sergeant, have the Major and Captain explained what we want you to do?"
"I wasn't really told, Ma'am. I understand I might be facing a court
martial," Sergeant Kain explained.
"A court martial? Were you told anything else?
"Just that I met some qualifications they were looking for and that I
have been watched for a while."
"Sergeant, please step outside and have a seat."
"Yes Ma'am." The trained response was activated and Amber stood up,
walked quietly out the door, and sat in the lone chair in the hallway.
Major Brewer had stood up and shut the door behind her.
Amber sat there only a short while, when the door opened and Major Brewer
motioned her to come in. Tentatively she returned to her chair in the
room.
"Sergeant, I think there has been some miscommunication. First, no one
will be charged with any offense against the UCMJ. Second, you are needed
as a volunteer. And after I tell you more specifics of the operation, I
think you will volunteer. Should I continue or do you wish to return to
your motel?" asked Colonel Washington.
Amber was taken back by the Colonel's honesty looked at the officers
around the room and nodded yes.
"Good. Let me give you some background details. As you know cocaine is a
major problem in the U.S. Most of the cocaine or crack in the U.S. comes
from the country of Columbia. If you read the papers, you must realize
that our government is working closely with the Columbian government to
stop the flow of the drugs to the U.S.
"What you may not know is that the Army aids the CIA and the DEA in their
war on the Columbian drug cartel. We along with the Air Force and the
Navy provide support. The Air Force provides AWACs planes to watch for
air traffic, the Navy and Coast Guard lend ships for interdiction runs.
The Army usually provides 'muscle' to take out drug manufacturing sites
in the form of Special Forces troops.
"Our problem is lack of reliable intelligence. Major Brewer has come up
with a plan to get something we all need to be more efficient. That is
where you come in. Still interested?"
Amber quickly tried to see the connection between herself and any type of
intelligence gathering. Being a low-level analyst, she couldn't come up
with anything special but it did spark her curiosity. "Yes, please
continue Ma'am."
Colonel Washington flashed a brief dazzling smile and continued. "Before
I go any further, whether you decide to join the team or not, what you
are about to hear is classified Top Secret, code word level. You will not
talk about it even if you do not join the team. Is that understood?" The
Colonel waited until Amber nodded then continued, "Good. The Cartel is
divided up into divisions each with a specific role responsibility, much
like the military. There are divisions for manufacturing, security,
administration and finance, transportation, and distribution. Gathering
intelligence on the transportation division, its members, operations, and
schedules will be the operation's focus.
Both the DEA and the CIA have tried to infiltrate the Cartel with limited
success." She nodded at the agent named Dan. "The vast majority of the
agents are usually discovered and killed. We have tried to co-op some of
the Cartel's own people. However, their loyalty is firmly to the Cartel."
"What we need is an insider. Someone who can provide us with information.
We believe you could be that someone."
Amber was stunned. She looked to each of the officers with disbelief. "I
don't understand. What do you mean, why me?"
"You meet the profile of the individual we believe will be able to
infiltrate the Cartel's transportation division. You are young,
attractive, you have the necessary language skills, and most importantly,
you have the compulsion for dressing as a woman. The individual in charge
of the transportation division prefers the company of transgendered men."
For the next six months, you will be trained in espionage techniques and
other skills to help you in your mission. Your appearance will also be
physically altered. Sergeant Kain if you accept a role in this operation
it may be for several years."
Colonel Washington stood up and walked in front to the desk. She leaned
back on it and continued, "We are going to put you up in a local hotel
off the Post. I want you to think about this overnight. I will need your
answer in the morning. Remember, what I said about telling no one. This
is Top Secret. I hope you will join our team." She reached out and
offered her hand to Amber.
Amber stood up and shook the Colonel's hand. She then looked to Major
Brewer who led her out the door and into the large office. Major Brewer
and Captain Logan escorted her to their car and took her to a local
motel, the Rondun, outside of the Post's gate. Major Brewer went into the
motel office to rent a room.
"Listen, I had to get you to come with us. That is why I brought up the
court martial," Captain Logan said looking out the window.
"Yeah, right. Sure Captain."
Major Brewer came out of the motel office with a key in her hand and
stepped into the car. "Around back, room 22, second floor," the
attractive blonde said. "You know, I've been at this Post for almost four
years now, and I never took notice of this motel."
"Oh, it's okay, nothing special. Just some local flea bag," Captain Logan
said driving into the parking space by the door leading to the stairway.
"You've stayed here?" the Major looked at him with a sly grin.
"My folks did when they came to see me last summer. We went fishing out
at Big Bear Lake," he replied. "The Rondun, they nicknamed it the
Rundown."
The trio got out of the car and Amber followed Major Brewer up the stairs
and down the hall. The motel was clean and well kept. Major Brewer
stopped at the door with a painted gold "22" on it. She unlocked it and
stepped in. Two beds in front of a TV, lone chair and a dresser filled
the room, while to the right of the door was the small bathroom. Major
Brewer walked over to one of the beds and bounced down on it feeling to
see how firm it was. She patted the bed and motioned Amber over. Amber
obeyed and sat down next to the officer.
"I told you everything was going to be okay," she said pushing the hair
out of Amber's eyes.
"Major, I am so scared and confused I don't know what to do."
"Don't think about it right now; go take a shower and relax for a while."
There was a knock at the door and Major Brewer opened it. Captain Logan
entered with two bags and looked around at the room. He then tossed
Amber's green duffle on the nearest bed and handed a small overnight bag
to the Major.
"Hey, my stuff." Amber went to the green duffle. "When did you...I don't
remember you getting it."
Captain Logan ignored her and said, "I'll be back at 8:00 am tomorrow to
pick you up. Do you need anything else?"
"No, we will be fine," Major Brewer said. "Thanks Sean."
Captain Logan left the room and closed the door behind him. Amber glanced
over at Major Brewer, who took off her navy jacket and tossed it on the
small chair.
"You're staying?"
The Major turned and nodded, "Just for tonight."
"Major? Can you tell me something?"
"What's that?" The Major was running her fingers through her hair.
"Why me? Why not just get a transsexual? I mean there are a lot of
beautiful Latin transsexuals. I mean they are all over the internet."
"We thought about that, however you have one qualification they don't.
You have a Top Secret security clearance. They don't. It is very
important we can trust the person we send in," she explained, taking off
her high heels. "And believe it or not, out of the entire U.S. armed
forces you are the only one to fit that piece of the profile."
"You mean I am the only cross-dresser in the entire Army?"
Major Brewer laughed and said, "Hell no, we found two on this Post alone.
It is amazing what you can find out through the internet. You are the
only cross-dresser with a security clearance who is young, Spanish
speaking, and attractive when dressed as a girl." She stood up and began
to unbutton her silk blouse.
Amber stammered and quickly dug in her bag trying not to notice the nice
white lace bra the Major wore. She brought out her sea green baby doll
nightie with matching panties and headed toward the bathroom averting her
eyes from the attractive blonde woman.
"Amber, am I embarrassing you?" she asked while removing her pants
showing lacy tap panties matching her bra.
"No Ma'am. I mean I don't mind if you don't."
Major Brewer flexed one of her shapely leg slightly and stretched hands
locked behind her bending forward, "Do you like girls? I mean after
seeing what you did this week, I thought you were gay."
Amber cocked her head and thought about her answer. "No, I like girls and
had girlfriends, but when I am dressed as a girl...ah...I seem to be
attracted to guys, Major." Her eyes dropped to her feet.
"Amber, its okay. My brother is gay. And one more thing."
"Yes Major?"
"Call me Janice. Okay?"
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