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Date Posted: 19:45:34 12/12/01 Wed
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's message, "Sometimes the Dragons Are Real" on 18:37:45 12/12/01 Wed
Sometimes The Dragons Are Real, Chapter 5
“You know Michael is going to find out about this. There is no way that you can keep
it from him. Hell, a hostage situation in Texas, it’s probably all over CNN as we
speak,” Walter shouted at Madeline, still upset with her because of what she had
done to Michael and Simone in taking Rene away from them.
“Walter, Michael already knows that Rene is alive. He followed me to the airport when
I took Rene to Grace, just before they left for Texas and their new home,” Madeline
told Walter. “But all of that is not important now. We have to figure out how to
handle this situation. Michael will not stay out of this, so we have to formulate a
profile that will remedy this mess. I have decided to divert Michael and his team to an
air base in Fort Worth. That is not far from the town in which Grace and Rene live.
What I want you to do is to be on a plane in 30 minutes with whatever equipment you
and Michael will need to go in and rescue the hostages. In the meantime, I will call in
a few favors at the Justice Department and Michael’s team will go into the situation as
members of the FBI’s Hostage Rescue Team. You work up the profile for this scenario
and meet Michael at the air base. If he has any suggestions or modifications, the two
of you can work that out between you. Under no circumstances are you to let Michael
take Rene away from the bank after the rescue. Little Rene is going to be terrified
and will expect his father to rescue him and Grace, so I will work on a cover story just
in case Rene blurts out that Michael is his father. I will download this information to
Michael while he is enroute and he can decide how to brief Grace and Rene.”
Madeline looked up at Walter and smiled.
“You know, Maddy, sometimes you surprise even me,” Walter admitted, while shaking
his head from side to side. “I have heard a nasty rumor about you....that you actually
have a heart somewhere deep inside you.” He laughed at she glared back at him.
“Rumors are often proved false, Walter,” she said. “Michael is very important to
Section One and I don’t intend to lose him because of some sentimental attachment.
Now get out of here. I have work to do and so do you.”
Sometimes the Dragons Are Real, Chapter 6
The three men who had taken over the bank split up and corralled everyone they
could find and made us sit on the floor in front of the marble teller’s cages as far
away from the front doors as they could get us. In all, there were about 15 of us,
bank employees and customers, more women than men. I was too frightened to
count accurately, and at the moment, that just didn’t seem important to me. Rene
snuggled into my side, trembling in fear, but also anger. I could feel it emanating
from him.
“When do you think Daddy will get here, Mom?” he whispered, “How long do we have
to stay here with these jerks?”
“Rene,” I said quietly, “I don’t know the answers to your questions, but listen to me
carefully. These men are in control here, not us, so we will do what they say and we
will not antagonize them. Do not say anything to them, or draw attention to yourself.
If they look at you, do not look them in the eye. They might hurt you and I just could
not handle that. Do you understand me?” I looked him straight in his green eyes and
saw understanding and the steel of his father. “Being brave is important, but Rene, in
this situation, being smart is even more important.”
He looked me straight in the eye and said, “I understand Mom, but these dragons will
be real sorry when Daddy gets here.”
I sighed and leaned back against the marble counter. Even if Michael finds out about
this, would his employers let him come to rescue his son, I thought. I laughed to
myself. Of course he would come, nothing could keep him from saving Rene. I
looked at my watch. We had been here for almost two hours and the three men were
getting more nervous by the minute.
The phone rang and everyone jumped. The tallest of the three ran over to the ringing
phone. He ran his fingers through his hair and then put his hand over his mouth, as if
trying to think. He visibly calmed himself, took a deep breath and answered the
phone.
“Yeah,” he said after listening to whoever was speaking on the other end of the phone
and said harshly, “ Well, this is what I want!! And you have 1 hour to deliver or
someone gets dead and CNN gets to film a body hitting the pavement in front of the
bank. What do you say to that?”
A terrified murmur arose from the people around me and I thought fervently, Michael,
where are you? I hugged Rene closer and he looked up at me and said, “Don’t worry,
Mom. Daddy is on the way. I can feel him getting closer.
I smiled down at Rene, and said, “I hope so, Rene, I hope so.
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