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The Three-Day pass
Chapter 30

By Joystick

End of chapter 29

“You are the boss. Maybe you're right. We have been working on this so long, I am getting sloppy.” “You are 'New' to this. I have been living a double life for over fifteen years now. First in Syria then Lebanon and now here. It has taken us that long to set Fazzi up for the kill!!!!”

Chapter 30

The weekend before Fazzi's trip Joseph had a meeting with Barns and his two supervisors, Philip Jackson, his boss and Steward Cook, the New Jersey Director of the FBI. The meeting took place in Richard's apartment. It was held on Saturday afternoon while Rich was at the theater.

“We know they are going to kill Muhammad.” Said Philip Jackson angrily.

“Damn it, the son of a bitch is worth more to us alive then he is dead. Is there some way we can convince the Mossad to back off?”

“Only by taking them into our complete confidence and telling them the whole story.” Steward Cook said. “They most likely would demand proof that we had a damn good reason for asking them to back off. Giving them that proof could reveal that Joseph is working for us. We know they have been waiting for years to get Muhammad. Put us in their place. Just suppose we had bin Laden in our cross hairs and were about to squeeze the trigger. Suppose they asked us to hold off without giving us a reason. What do you think we would say?”

“I see what you mean but there has to be someway to at least try to stop them, without telling them too much.” Philip said.

“There is only one way that might work. If we were to have our President ask their Prime Minister, as a personal favor, to have the Mossad stand down.” Said Steward. “They might do it if it came directly from him.”

“Why the hell do you want to do that?” Joseph interrupted. “Let them kill him and get it over with. I don't know how much more I can take of this. I hope my nerves can hold out. They are getting a bit fragile. There have been times when I thought I would… ”

“Great! Hallelujah! Just when you had me convinced that you were super human.” Said Steward. “Let me clue you in, Joseph, an agent without fear is soon a dead agent. Don't let anyone fool you buddy, all agents are afraid. Fear comes with the job. It's how they handle that fear that enables them to survive. You have been and are one of the best I have ever seen.”