The Storm

and Henry were eyeing each other, knowing this could backfire on them.

Gunny began. “Zach, I’m goin' to to tell you a story, a story that you might interpret as fiction, but this story can get us all killed. You take a chance at writin' it, if you dare. You’ll find out the truth of it once it's revealed to the press and there's a response by the powers-that-be. Powers that are no longer sittin' in the seats in DC, but still have connections with people that have a lot to lose. These people do not like to be visible. They are in the shadows, and we are the visible players. I will tell you this once. Type fast, 'cause I will not repeat it. If you breathe a word of this you sign our death warrants, but you need this story in place for when the time is right for it to surface." “When you both are dead, right?” I answered. “That’s right, Zach,” Gunny answered. “When we are both dead. Henry, you chime in to fill in the blanks if you want.” “Carry on Gunny” Henry answered.

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