The Giza Death Star Revisited: A New Steemit Novel Chapter 5
The Giza Death Star Revisited: A Novel Based on the Work of Joseph P. Farrell
“NOTHING! NOT ONE GODDAMNED THING!” He heard as the doors burst open to his Executive Office Building office.
“What are you talking about?” growled Cheney. His beady blue eyes were glaring with the fake authority of a desperate and cowardly man. This trait only fools other desperate cowards, so to maintain authority, such men surround themselves with even more desperate cowards than themselves. Anyone else sees it as desperation given into evil.
The other desperate coward was George Tenet, Director of the CIA. “Task Force 20 got to the museum and the place had already been cleaned out. All they found was this.” He tossed a large key ring with a deafening clank onto the Vice President’s desk that slid into his lap.
“What the fuck is this?”
“Nawala’s keys. She dicked us. Er, sorry, Dick.”
“What do you mean she dicked us?”
“She gave it all to someone else. She says they looked American.”
“Well, that would explain this then. Sent from Berlin.” He tossed a copy of Deutsche Welle on the edge of his gargantuan desk so Tenet, who was now standing at the edge, could see it:
BAGHDAD MUSEUM LOOTED BY AMERICAN FORCES
“Shit. What a clusterfuck this turns out to be.”
Tenet sat down exasperated and sighed deeply. “She says they were led by a tall blonde woman.”
“Who was led by a tall blonde woman?”
“The troops who cleaned out the vault. There was another team in the exhibit hall looting as well and trashing cases.”
“Hmmmm. Any ideas?” The VP put his fingertips to his lips with hands together and dropped his chin.
“No.” Tenet drummed his fingers on the chair arm. “Should we tell W?”
“Oh fuck him. He’s just a stooge anyway.” He thought for minute. “Well, what happened?”
“Well, to hear Nawala tell it, she got word, with our codes, that the heist would be the morning of the 10th. She set it up with the guards, who would be signaled of our approach by an exploding charge at a certain spot on the museum grounds from which they should stand clear. After opening the door, they were to depart in civvies so as to avoid capture. Nawala was to meet our guys at the vault door and open it. But they didn’t let her open it. They sent her away.
"That afternoon, she gets another message from us with the same codes. So she gets suspicious and alerts al-Tikriti who alerts the Republican Guard who station new troops at the museum. Task Force 20 gets into a vicious firefight and finally takes the museum. Only someone’s been there ahead of them.”
“If it was already cleaned out, why’d the Guard go back?”
“Damned if I know.”
Cheney slapped the desk with an open hand. “Goddammit!”
“Easy, Dick. The world’s gonna run out of hearts for you.”
Suddenly, The VP raised his head in wide-eyed realization and erupted with anger. “YOU MORON! YOU STINKING MORON! How could you let this happen?? Get out! Get the fuck out of my office!”
Tenet looked sheepishly shocked. He stood up, straightened his suit and tie and left. He carefully shut the doors behind him.
Cheney picked up the phone. “Suzy, get me the Secretary of State.”
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