Page 33 of Fall of the Trident
They’d arrived on November first and put in a full eight hours at Group 2 Headquarters after flying most of the morning.They’d grabbed a very late supper and moved into the Visiting Officers’ Quarters.Since they were going to work in Virginia for three weeks, then vacation with his children for two weeks over Thanksgiving, it took them longer than expected to arrange everything into drawers and the closet.
That first night, their bodies had been on West Coast time, so they had leisurely made love christening the VOQ.This trip was their first time living together.
Trevor had spent almost every weekend at Marta’s house since boldly announcing their relationship to all the officers in Group 1.He still hadn’t felt comfortable having her at his quarters even though they’d had supper with all the other admirals on base either one couple at a time or in a small group.Most of the women welcomed Marta, but there were a few who were obviously holding out because they were not married.
The phone buzzed again.
Grabbing it off the nightstand where it had been charging, Trevor quietly left their bedroom and took the call in the living room as far away as possible.He’d discovered that Marta was a light sleeper, and he didn’t want to disturb her.
Trevor didn’t recognize the number, but it had a D.C.area code.“Vice Admiral Maddox.”
“Sir, this is Commander Mike Gallagher.I apologize for calling you so late.I was hoping to catch you before you went to bed.”
“Commander Gallagher, it’s two o’clock in the morning and I’m still suffering from jet lag.Since you’re calling this late at night, I take it this call is of great importance.”Trevor yawned.
“Yes, sir it is.I’m thrilled that you’re here on the East Coast.You’re in Little Creek?”
“Yes.What of it?”Taking a deep breath, he tried to clear his head.
“On October thirty first, technically November first, Homeland raided the Halloween party at the pedophile club in D.C.It was almost a mirror image of the one in Los Angeles.”
“Fuck.Who did you find?”Trevor pulled his large hand down his face.
“Just like on the West Coast, several former SEALs working as security, but one has offered us Big Daddy.He swears we’ll all be shocked to find out who is running all these pedophile clubs.He hinted by saying there’s a reason Navy SEALs work security.”
Trevor glanced around the unfamiliar room still trying to orient himself.“All right.When you find out let me know.”He yawned once again, ready to hang up and crawl back in bed and snuggle with Marta.
“Vice Admiral Maddox,” Commander Gallagher pleaded.“The reason for the call is that a former SEAL won’t talk to anyone but you.He claims it’s going to take someone with your stars to take down Big Daddy, who, once again, eluded arrest.”
That piqued Trevor’s interest.“Someone with my stars?What the fuck does that mean?”
“Sir, we don’t know, but he was adamant that he only talk with you.Kam would very much like you to come to their detention facility tomorrow and talk with this former SEAL.Homeland has no authority over you, and she really doesn’t want the Secretary of Homeland Security to make a phone call to the CNO requesting your presence.”That almost sounded like a threat.
“Commander Gallagher, tell your fiancée that I’ll get there sometime tomorrow.Text me the address.Is there some place to land a helicopter?I’m going to see if I can find a fast ride there.”In truth, he didn’t want to spend hours in a car getting back and forth.
“Thank you, sir.I’ll text you the information tomorrow morning.”Relief wove through every word.“Again, I apologize for calling you so late.”
“You’re obviously working this late, too.”Trevor noted.
“Yes, sir.But now I can go home and go to bed.Thank you.Good night.”
Trevor tried to be quiet as possible returning to bed.
“Is everything okay?”Marta mumbled when he moved behind her, spooning.
“I have to run to D.C.tomorrow.Homeland raided a pedophile club up there and there’s a former SEAL who insists on talking to me.”His arm automatically fell over her middle, his hand falling naturally to her breast.She wiggled her tight little butt against his crotch.He decided he was getting too damn old; sleep sounded better than sex.
Marta reached back and patted his hip.“Okay.You go talk to him.He used to be one of our boys so he can’t be all bad.”
The next morning, Trevor was able to get a helicopter ride directly to the Homeland detention facility which was located on the Maryland side of D.C.
“Sir, thank you so much for coming,” Commander Gallagher said when he met Trevor at the helicopter pad.“Kam asked me to interrogate the guy after her men got absolutely nowhere with him.She thought since we’d both been trained the same, he might talk to me.”
“Obviously, he did.”Trevor noted that his former Team commanding officer was in uniform.“Did you run his background?”
“Yes, sir.You ran his admirals mast, kicking him out of the Navy and throwing him into the brig for a year.He did six months and got out on good behavior.You’d given him a dishonorable discharge that somehow got changed to a bad conduct discharge.”
That information put Trevor on guard.This man undoubtedly held a grudge.Maybe all he wanted was a face-to-face with him.
