of the doubt until proven guilty.”
“When we prove them guilty, I’m going to whip some racist ass.”
“Then it will be okay, Mr. Governor.”
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Chapter 4
Inside the USA
The United States of America
July, 2021
Gabe Logan looked down at his son sleeping on the couch and hoped that one day little Josh would be able to get out of the USA and live a free life. He turned towards the kitchen and saw his wife Betty sleeping on his recliner. Both were waiting on him to get home because he promised to be home from work before Josh’s bedtime. He left the car lot on time and made the mistake of checking the secret drop box before heading home. The message sent chills down his spine and he had to call his team back to his office to make assignments and pass out fake IDs, money and maps. By the time they had their cover stories and plans completed, it was well past 10:00 p.m.
His superiors wanted fresh intelligence on all major UN assets and personnel still located in the USA and needed the info within five days. He knew that this must have something to do with the attack on the Navy ships and the ISA several days back. His US government contacts were gloating over the success of the attacks. Several nuclear bombs had destroyed a large part of the old US Navy that had mutinied and joined the rogue ISA. The funny thing was that they didn’t seem to know who perpetrated the attack. The president of the USA was silent on the issue and the news only said what he wanted them to say. He was starting to wonder if the UN was involved in the attacks since this new interest in intelligence on them appeared on his assignments.
He hated to break the news to Betty and the kids, but he would have to be out of town over Josh’s birthday again. They had fabricated a reason for him and his sales manager to go to Harrisburg to discuss fleet pricing on potential sales to New Hampshire and Vermont. The federal government had taken over all functions of governing the remaining states and ruled as Russia was during the 1950’s. Every major decision had to go through the president’s staff. Day to day issues were handled by the Field Marshall appointed by the president for that state. The Field Marshall was also the leader of the Department of Homeland Security domiciled in each state. The state police and the states' governors were disbanded immediately after TSHTF. If you were lucky and belonged to the elite class of US citizens, as Gabe was, you lived in luxury compared to the rest of the citizens.
Gabe owned the largest automotive group in the USA. He had friends in high places and had met the president on numerous occasions. Gabe had perfected the refurbishment of older vehicles and sold them to the elite and the US government. He hoped to get a large contract to refurbish military vehicles. Car and truck manufacturing had ceased the day the lights went out, but there was still a demand for working vehicles and nice cars for the new rich class that served the president and the Field Marshalls. He filled both niches.
Little did they know, but Gabe Logan was the most successful spy that the ISA had planted in the old USA. Sold cars by day and spied by night. He had access to their boardrooms and their administrative assistants' bedrooms later each night.
“Gabe! Gabe! What are you thinking? You are standing over Josh and shaking your head. It looked downright creepy. What happened this time? You promised………”
“Betty, something came up and I just had to stay a while later. I promise that I will make it up to Josh later. What did he want to show me that was so important?”
“If it had been important, you would have been here to share in his success. He made an old fashioned crystal radio and wanted you to hear one of the stations that he was able to find. I think it’s one of those pirate stations from the rogue ISA. I really don’t want