Chapter 18:
Mau Mau, Bell & Howell and Valerie Percy murder
WWII cameras linked through JFK, Tate 8 and DeVry simulations
(Earlier character development, see http://captainsherlock.com/Chapter_25.html )

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Chips noted ‘tangerine’ as Jam egressed down rope ladder and joined him on cropped grass of green space by Dorint Amsterdam International Airport. Blabbermouth I asks Chips to check out records of Chicago trip 1966 with Queen Hornet. Valerie Percy was murdered that year to protect Bell & Howell courier network. Blabbermouth II suggests a Mau Mau hit on Valerie to silence Percy family and Rockefeller in-laws of Sharon, her twin sister. Peterson chaired Bell & Howell 1963 and began extending ‘60s courier service to ‘Matrix Red’ to move SWAT teams into position for 9/11. Blabbermouth III says Chicago elite supported Ayers and Dohrn’s threat to kill rich parents. Percy twins threatened to blow the whistle. Bell and Howell published underground magazines on microfilm during Peterson era 1958-1971. Blabbermouth IV says Peterson couriers moved secret microfilms around world to Japan, France, and Germany as Simba propaganda for POP CULT. JFK was a ritual Mau Mau killing filmed with Model 414 PD Bell & Howell Zoomatic; the really-incriminating part being diverted by Peterson into the DeVry microfilm school. Blabbermouth V says Peterson married Joan Ganz Cooney to switch Sesame Street into Barney/Obama propaganda where characters always surrender. Peterson knew the way around the Percy house. He had known the twins since they were teenagers. He tracked Sharon through Jay Rockefeller and Michelle through Obama. He now controls the women, PBS content and the Mindboxed kids. Blabbermouth VI says Percy was terrified when elected to U.S. Senate in 1966. CBS Psycho airing cancelled on day of funeral of Valerie. Peterson bought DeVry Technical Institute to train students in motion pictures, radio, television, and electronics; he stole products of Bell and Howell's research and development programs dating back to John Ford’s work with the OSS during WWII as director of “The Battle of Midway” . He supplied Super 8mm movie camera to record Tate murders in 1969, and Valerie’s in 1966. Chips diverts with wife Jam to Calgary to get surgery for her lower back and check out DeVry 9/11. News of a quartet of 'troublemakers' loose in Frankfurt terminal. Chips searching for tangerine and sensed a violent collision; darkness of cabin caused him to forget about the PF22 boat ride and he withdrew his miniature flashlight.
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Chips took a cautious look above him at the descending Jam as she hurried down the rope ladder. He made a mental note to himself; 'tangerine' as she joined him on the short cropped grass of the green space outlining the Dorint Amsterdam International Airport. Botagoz helped Jam hurry towards the underground garage but before they got to the first corner where they would take a right ninety, the Limo and DHL van appeared at the curb with parking lights only. The rear doors of the DHL van opened and QB motioned for Chips and Jam to join him as Homi was at the wheel with Duke in the passenger seat. Botagoz ran for the Limo and when the trunk lid opened she joined Sluggo in the back where they would deploy defensive weapons in support of the egressing Chips, Jam, Hamish and QB. Stone was at the wheel with Dwarf operating the tech board hidden in the glove compartment. As Homi pulled on his van's headlights and passed the Limo, Stone pulled on his low-beams and fell in trail to putting defensive weapons to bear on any parties who might try to slow the progress of the DHL van towards the KLM Cargo ramp. As Homi joined the motorway that would take them to the other side of Schiphol, Dwarf lowered his vanity mirror and looked at the LED display illuminated in faint green light. "Homi, they are taking the bait, push it up" transmitted Dwarf. In the van, Homi accelerated another 20 kph [ kilometers per hour, remember we are in Amsterdam...] to gain more time relative to whatever was approaching from six o'clock.
As Homi held the DHL van exactly at 88 kph with Stone and the Presidential Limo doing the same, two sets of head lights approached from the rear. When the trailing lights were about one half mile [ or 788 meters for you Euro spenders ] behind the Limo, Homi saw a rotating beacon descending from dead ahead just as Dwarf transmitted "crickets, 12 high, Super Puma". As the helicopter approached from dead ahead and the two sets of headlights closed from six o'clock, Stone saw the cargo entrance and started a countdown " 3, 2, 1 execute ". At the execute Homi did an agressive unsignalled turn to the left after entering the gate security code on his cel phone. In the Limo Stone put the hammer down as the DHL van squeezed through the opening gate with only and inch or so to spare on both sides. As the DHL van made a bee line for the KLM Cargo Ramp, a powerful search light on the chin of the Super Puma illuminated as the helo hovered just above the motorway and the blue lights of the two Airport Police cars flashed from behind as the Limo was forced to stop and deal with the law enforcement assets. As Stone popped a wintergreen Altoid and put his empty Grolsch bottle below the driver's seat, Dwarf smiled as he got a text message from Homi: "package delivered, Homi RTB". Dwarf also noticed a Clipper call in queue from Blabbermouth I and saved it prior to turning his Clipper back into a Blackbarry as the police officers approached. The helo settled on the motorway, blocking traffic as two officers approached the limousine's driver's door.
"Can I help you officer?" asked Stone as he lowered the window.
"Yes, you can, have everyone step out of the Limo please."
As Dwarf and Stone exited the car, the policemen asked if there were others in the second or third set of doors. Stone turned on the interior lights as he and Dwarf
opened the remaining 4 doors revealing only 4 suitcases but no passengers. "Where were you going in such a hurry?" a surprised and disappointed policeman asked of Stone.
"These four suitcases were left at the Dorint International Hotel and the couple who owns them are leaving on Northwest Flight 41 in several hours for the United States.
The apologetic shuttle bus driver realized his mistake when he dropped off Mr. and Mrs. Rich McHogeny at the Schiphol Terminal and we were notified to bring the bags over so that the McHogenys would not have to have their bags forwarded on the next flight."
The police officers opened all four bags and looked through the contents, finding nothing out of order. The officer who inspected Mrs. McHogeny's two suitcases asked
"What type of a lady travels with no jammies?" to which our man Stone, a block off the old chip said, "An insomniac I would opine laconically". Upset that a 26 year old Limo driver could be so quick, the offended gendarme asked "Do you have the tickets for the McHogenys?"
"No sir, we do not. Rich and his wife Jannah have their tickets, however here is a copy of their itinerary, charge card info and PIN". Stone handed the paperwork to the senior police officer who asked what VBC4NE meant as it was in handwriting. Stone explained that that was their personal identifier number which was a computer short hand address to locate their electronic reservation for Flight 41 from Schiphol to Minneapolis. As the police officers were satisfied that not only were the targeted McHogenys not in the Limo, but they were also convinced that the McHogenys were at Schiphol where their colleagues could make the arrest. Turning to go, a muffled sound from the trunk got their attention. The sound was similar to a short flatulation, perhaps a 4 on a scale of 1 to 10.
"That sounded like flatulence being released in the trunk, is there anything or anyone in the trunk?"
As Stone walked over to show them where the trunk lid key cylinder had been removed, he said "No sir, the trunk doesn't open anymore, however the sound you heard was the automatic load levelers which keep the rear of the car at a constant clearance above the road." As Stone lied through his teeth, a quick thinking Sluggo faked the sound of flatulence as Botagoz continued holding her nose from the original issue.
"OK son, you are cleared to go, keep the speed under control and have a nice morning".
"Thank you sir, have a safe shift". As Stone and Dwarf returned to the front seat the Super Puma lifted off in a hover and cleared the roadway to the east allowing the Limo and the backed up traffic to move forward. As one Airport Police car reversed course at a median crossing exit, the other patrol car followed the Limo from a position two or three car lengths behind. Stone drove into the Terminal area as Dwarf read the 'priority' clipper that had come in.
“Blabbermouth I Clipper: Chips check out records of your Chicago trip 1966 with Queen Hornet. Valerie Percy was murdered to protect the Bell & Howell courier network. Peter Peterson was chairman. He and Northwestern were moving microfilm images of ‘Mau Mau’ oath takers, including Obama’s grandfather, patented weapons and Simba propaganda for SDS and the Black Panthers.”
"Dwarf, is the message for us?"
Dwarf selected the intercom so that Sluggo and Botagoz would be in the loop. "No Stone, it's a priority to your father with copies to us, Nano, Tango and Amelia. It appears your dad's friend in Canada is suggesting Chips and his sister mentally review the July, 1966 trip to Chicago in your Dad's 1962 Oldsmobile Dynamic 88 Convertible in Willow Mist. There is a $100K bounty offered for anyone who can help identify the perp of the Valerie Percy murder in September, 1966."
"Interesting, I am familiar with the '62 Olds but never heard about the murder of the Percy girl before, of course I wasn't born until 1983 so why would I have heard."
"Stone, actually it is a very infamous murder and it appears to be connected to the 1969 Sharon Tate murder as they both used Bell and Howell cameras to record snuff films" commented Dwarf, a Canadian man of some 70+ years.
"Well I am certainly not the polished investigator that my father or Hamish is, but I would focus on Bell and Howell cameras and see who owned the patents, who ran the companies, and who bought the technology after Bell & Howell was forced out of business?"
"Stone, why do you suggest that Bell and Howell was forced out of business?"
"That's the modus operandi of the global elitists. They infiltrate successful companies, take ownership of the patents, feed the patents to competitors, and bleed the original developers. Just take a look at what Chicago Climate Exchange did to Cantor Fitzgerald, or what Sidley Austin’s patent attorneys have done to Boeing and Airbus. It would be interesting to know who the CEOs and Patent Attorneys were for Bell & Howell in 1966 and at the end of the business."
"Good point Stone, and if I am not mistaken Valerie's father was the CEO just prior to Peter Peterson taking the company down....".
Stone interrupted with "That isn't Peter G. Peterson is it, the scumbag draft dodger who would later fade from sight after leaving the CFR in June of 2007 is it?"
"Yes it is, is that significant?"
Before Stone could respond, a second incoming Clipper vibrated in Dwarf's lap, making him recall his days in Viet Nam in 1971 where other things were making his lap vibrate.
“Blabbermouth II Clipper: Mau Mau hit on Valerie traumatized and silenced the Percy family and the Rockefeller in-laws of Sharon her twin sister. Peterson chaired Bell & Howell 1963 to 1971. Looks like he began extending the ‘60s courier service to ‘Matrix Red’ and DeVry to move special weapons and tactics teams into position for 9/11.”
"Stone, you won't believe this; your Dad just clippered a response with a similar tale from Percy, Peterson and mentioning Valerie had a twin sister named Sharon. I think you mentioned Sharon before didn't you?"
"Yes and no, I mentioned Sharon Tate but I think that was a 'motivator' to ensure that the Percy and Rockefeller families didn't rock the boat. It is my understanding that shortly after Valerie's death in September, 1966, the perps had communicated to the Percy and Rockefeller families that "to demonstrate our ability to hit anyone, anytime, we will soon kill a 'Sharon' in a very public manner. My recollection is that the killers of Sharon Tate videotaped it with Bell and Howell cameras while using an NBC Studio Camera truck. I think they invented a patented salute using a fork like gesture to make reference to the fork that was stuck in the stomach of a pregnant victim."
"That's absolutely sick, who could be that depraved?"
"To answer that I suggest you look for the surviving 'weather underground' perverts from the days of rage, they are alive, not well, and working with Obama's network at Northwestern University. In fact Billy Boy is probably killing parents or tromping on flags of the United States and Double Ugly is probably teaching a class on torture and other lovely subjects at Northwestern University, which is a total front, capeche?" Before Dwarf could respond a third Clipper came in, this time a 'routine' from Tango.
“Blabbermouth III Clipper: Chicago elite supported extremist radicals in ‘60s. Ayers and Dohrn threatened to kill rich parents. Charles Percy was involved with Panthers and against the war in Vietnam. The twins threatened to blow the whistle on Peterson and the couriers. They set it up as a Mau Mau ritual killing with multiple bludgeoning using camera as a hammer. Note that Bell & Howell had published a huge collection of underground magazines on microfilm during the Peterson era from 1958 to 1971.”
Stone pulled up to the passenger drop off area and turned on his flashers. Dwarf motioned for a Skycap to help with the bags. As the Skycap loaded the four bags on a low cart, Dwarf handed him an envelope and 200 Euros in cash. He spoke quietly in the Skycap’s ear "After you put the Euros in your pocket, read the message in the envelope before taking the bags to Northwest KLM bag drop please."
As Stone turned off the flashers and reentered traffic Dwarf read the Clipper from Tango to Stone. Before they could even discuss the Clipper from Tango, an immediate from Marquis d'Cartier came in, the first indication that he was 'watching' the secure Clipper traffic:
“Blabbermouth IV Clipper: Peterson’s couriers have been moving secret microfilms around the world to Japan, France, and Germany, among others. Check out microfilmed newspapers at Underground Newspaper Microfilm Collection: Table of Contents 1963-1973 and the Underground Press Collection 1963-1985 Listing of Contents. POP CULT REF index covers the years 1963-1985, indexing all the undergrounds that have been microfilmed by Bell and Howell. JFK hit was a ritual Mau Mau killing filmed with Model 414 PD Bell & Howell Zoomatic Director Series Camera. They caught the presidential limousine on 343 frames but the really-incriminating part has been diverted by Peterson into the DeVry microfilm and simulation schools which he bought in 1966.”
Dwarf, being a septagenarian Canuck realized the link. "Holy guacamole Stone, we need to Clipper your Dad immediately. As Stone drove back towards the Martinair Hangar, where the Limo would receive gratis transportation to the states, Dwarf 'flashed' Hamish, Chips, Tango, Nano and Amelia: "Chips and Hamish, Dwarf here, just broke the code on DeVry. There are many DeVrys but I would bet my ass that the DeVry used in the 9/11 simulation is in Calgary. I believe that Lufthansa has a nonstop to Calgary and if you four can make it, I can arrange for Rico Gambolino and Johnny Macaroni to meet you at the airport for a session at the Barley Mill. Your thoughts?"
As Hamish, Chips, QB and Jam were waiting at the out of service Fokker F100 on which they'd 'ferry' to Frankfurt as soon as their bags arrived, Hamish responded on his Clipper Sherlock Holmes pipe "Good score Dwarf; proceeding as directed pending WiFi inspection of the Calgary airframe. Baggage status?"
"I paid a Skycap 200 Euros to expedite the 4 bags to the City Hopper ramp, he has the tail number of the Fokker F100, estimate bags arriving at 20 past."
Hamish looked at his watch and saw it was +17 and responded "Dwarf you pessimist, the bag cart is pulling up now, Chips indicates we should be airborne in 15 minutes for Frankfurt Main. He advises a Globemaster III will be arriving at Martinair within 30 minutes for Operation Limo Haul, destination Calgary. Diehard, Rico and Marquis will join us there. Hamish out." As Hamish placed his Clipper Sherlock Holmes pipe back in it's holster he felt the belly doors slam indicating the 4 bags were loaded. He saw the flashing red glow of the rotating beacon as he heard first the whine of the #2 engine, and then the discharging of the ignition as the Fokker was brought to life. Jam closed the forward boarding door as Chips and QB taxied the Fokker to the end or runway 24 at Schiphol. "Anything to drink Hamish?" she asked.
"The usual, make it a double". As Jam poured two bottles of sparkling water into a big schooner and added two lime slices, she opened the lid on her quart size Caribbean Queen and took a healthy pull before delivering a Grolsch Wide Body to Chips and a triple Bacardi on ice to QB in the right seat. As they were cleared to take off on 24 from Sierra 2 taxiway, Schiphol Tower transmitted "City Hopper 21, cleared for immediate takeoff Runway 24, once airborne turn left to 180 and contact departure, traffic, Reach 666, a C17 on a ten mile final opposite direction."
Chips rogered the transmission while giving QB a signal indicating "your turn, let's go." QB pushed the throttles full forward with his left hand and immediately moved his left hand to the control wheel, all the while holding his triple Bacardi in his gyro-stabilized right hand, the same right hand that in the fall of 1966 had taken handoffs from Don Cameron as the Ramey Bombers ran their patented offense Hardwoody left, Hardwoody right, Hardwoody up the middle. Once safetly airborne QB started a turn to the left while rotating his head vertically which signalled Chips to raise the gear. A second head nod to raise the flaps, and then QB engaged the #2 autopilot and selected Lateral Nav so he could concentrate on the triple Bacardi. In the cabin Hamish was getting slightly lighted headed from the double sparkling water as a Clipper call came into the left side of Jam's ample brassiere making her feel a lot like she'd felt right before the Rolling Stones concert in her jeans, black top, and black heels looking the part of a good girl looking for a bad boy. Hmmhhhhh.

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“Blabbermouth V Clipper: Peterson married to Joan Ganz Cooney who created Sesame Street and prepared the way for Barney and Obama propaganda where the characters always surrender. Peterson had five children but abused at least two of his three wives. He is a draft dodger, of draft age in June 1944, but avoiding military service in World War II and Korean War and slithering into an undergraduate degree from Northwestern University, in 1947, summa cum laude. He joined Bell and Howell Corporation in 1958 as Executive Vice President and took over from Charles H. Percy as Chairman and CEO, positions he held from 1963 to 1971. He knew the way around the Percy house and knew the twins as teenagers. He tracked Sharon through her marriage to Jay Rockefeller and Michelle to Obama. He now controls the two women, PBS content and Mindboxed kids”
Jam's ample right side concealed a mini-printer so she printed the message and handed it to Hamish as she went forward to refill her Caribbean Queen tumbler and check on the boys in the cockpit....not flight deck...but cockpit, capeche? Holding her Caribbean Queen in her right hand she asked the two lazy guys up front if they needed refills. Chips pointed to his Navigation bag which held no charts but three more chilled Grolsch Wide Bodies as QB handed her a bone dry schooner which she would again fill with a Triple Bacardi. "You don't have any 151 back there do you" asked QB. Without answering, Jam refilled the schooner, held it over the throttle quadrant and lit the top of the drink with a Bic lighter.
As Jam blew out the alcohol fire, QB responded "I get the message" to which Chips thought "I get the massage", as he looked forward to the Crew Rest facility in the outbound Lufthansa flight. As the F100 was leveling at FL250 heading northeast towards Frankfurt, Chips excused himself from the cockpit and joined Jam in the first two seats, left side of the aircraft. As he took a pull from his Grolsch he asked, quietly "Correct me if I am wrong, but is tangerine the color du jour?" Without mentioning a word Jam gave a visual cue that tangerine was indeed in effect. Sometimes Jam said it best when she said nothing at all.
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Chips saw the tangerine flash and lamented, "We're going to clash".
"Not so fast tangerine breath, they are removable" countered Jam.
"We have a winner" smiled Chips as he finished of Grolsch #2 as the engines were pulled to idle at the top of the descent. Chips checked the integity of Jam's clipper and printer, gave her a kiss on the cheek and went up to watch QB drive the Fokker 100 to a straight in ILS to Runway 07L at FRA. As the F100 was crossing the outer marker in Frankfurt, the ramp and door of the C17 at Martinair were being closed as Stone and Homi, along with Dwarf and Sluggo had the Limo tied down and ready to cross the Atlantic. Refueling had been unnecessary as an Upset 61 had called airborne off of KEF and was to orbit at 15 West. As the Globemaster III was lifting off of Runway 24 at AMS enroute to KRDR, Hamish, Jam, QB and Chips, along with the four suitcases were being shuttled to the lower gates under the main floor of the Terminal at Frankfurt. Reunited with their bags, the 4 sleuths made their way upstairs on an escalator and approached Customs. A serious looking German man in his mid-50s looked up over his reading glasses and said "Documents please".
Jam opened a leather secretary and pulled out 4 Passports and a printed itinerary. She handed the passports to the German official who asked "Anything to declare?"
Jam turned to QB and said "Show him your balls".
Hamish, slightly hard of hearing, reached for his zipper but Jam withdrew Hamish's hand and said "I was talking to Mr. Hardwoody" in reference to the 4 e-Passports provided by Entrust of Canada bearing the names Richard McHogeny, Jannah McHogeny, Hamish Charles Watson, and Robert Q. B. Hardywoody.
As QB produced a large Crown Royal purple felt sack containing the cue-balls, the German official reached into Hardwoody's sac and removed the 7 balls. Chips, noticing only 7 balls, gave QB a sideways glance as if to say "..where are the missing two?" as the only expended balls that Chips was aware of had been stuffed in the throats of the three assassins that Sluggo had dispatched in Room 409 of the Dorint. QB, totally nonplussed, responded with a look that expressed 'later'.
As the German put the balls, one by one, into a device that 'sniffed' for explosives, he watched a LED panel that was analyzing the 7 white cue-balls. The scan apparently revealed nothing disturbing to the German who returned Hardwoody's balls into his ample sac and announced "No problem with your balls, Hardwoody, but can you explain why you have these balls on your person?"

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"Yes sir, I am the European representative for Brunswick Billiard tables and whenever a customer orders one of our top of the line Danbury 9-foot slate tables with the ram’s head legs and camphor burl inlays, I give them a complimentary cue ball. Each cue ball is 'micro-dotted' and can be scanned to determine from which saloon it has been pilfered. For instance, this ball came from the Hog's Breath Inn on Highway 98 in Destin Florida" replied QB as he held up a single cue-ball.
"Is that the same Hog Breath that is involved in the InterPol conference taking place on Oct 22nd, 2009 with representatives of DNI, Oath Keepers, the Marine Corps Reserve and the Native tribes of North America?"
"Yes sir, the very same Hog's Breath. However, we will have decoy gatherings at Key West and Clint Eastwood's Hog's Breath that will keep Janet Napoleano guessing as she and DHS tried to keep tabs on the 200+ million Americans who have emptied the shelves of sporting good stores of hand guns, shot guns, ammunition and some other items authorized by the U. S. Constitution. At the Destin gathering we will have one of our people from DHS briefing us on the paranoid behavior of DHS as the current administration comes to grips with the fact that a diminished, discouraged and deployed US military is vastly out numbered by an informed citizenry, capeche?"
"You agent at DHS, is that [redacted]@hq.dhs.gov?"
"Yes it is. And [ redacted ] and McConnell at DNI-F have assured us that at the 22 October meeting the status report will indicate that the JCS and reserve components are on board with Oath Keepers as well as most if not all Sheriff's Departments outside of Cook County, Illinois."
As the German seemed pleased with all the answers a 'lunch cart' approached being pushed by a slender Somalian wearing a gold cross on a gold chain. The lunch cart was piled high with glazed donuts and brats. The German's attention was now focused on the glazed donuts as he motioned for Jam, Chips, Hamish and QB to 'pass'. As the sleuths ambulated towards their departure gate they overheard the German order 6 donuts and a small green tea with lemon, in German. QB who had once worked as a 'listener' during the Cold War found it interesting that the Somalian spoke fluent German. As he pondered this reality, he adjusted his balls.
"Here's our gate" advised Jam as the foursome read the display and learned that Flight LH494 was going to be departing at 0945 for Calgary, Alberta, Canada. If things went as planned Rico, Marquis, Diehard and Ian would be meeting them at Johnny Macaronis within 12 hours. Jam was admiring QB's balls as her left bay took an immediate Clipper from Amelia, with recipients including Stone, Jam, Hamish, Chips and Tango.
“Blabbermouth VI Clipper: Terrified Percy elected to U.S. Senate in 1966. CBS Psycho airing cancelled on day of funeral of Valerie. Since 1958, Peterson served as company's executive vice-president, head of the Photo Products Division and the microfilm courier network when he chaired Bell and Howell corporate research board. Peterson bought DeVry Technical Institute, Inc., a training school for students in motion pictures, radio, television, and electronics in 1966 to train Mau Mau saboteurs and hit teams. He stole the products of Bell & Howell's research and development programs. Supplied the Super 8mm movie camera to record the Tate murders in 1969, and possibly Valerie’s in 1966.”

Stone would not get the message until the C17 would reach Icelandic airspace after the refueling, but all the other recips thought back to Bell and Howell's history relating to Hollywood dating back to the 'talkies' and then through and after WWII. They remembered how the Bell & Howell 35mm Eyemo became a standard military news camera; how John Ford used his to record both real-life carnage and the fake, simulated footage of miniature battleships exploding to make the Battle of Midway film (1942) more dramatic after the event. Only now did they realize that Commander John Ford, USNR commander of the field photographic branch of the Office of Strategic Services had been sabotaged by agents in the Rockefeller Center where the World War II predecessor of the today’s Central Intelligence Agency, the Office of Strategic Services, OSS, and the British intelligence service shared an office near the NBC studios. Ford’s B&H film crews included writers, directors, some actors, but mostly technicians, electricians, cutters, sound cutters, negative cutters, positive cutters and carpenters; all potential agents for Matrix Red and the Mau Mau snuff films to come. The B&H SWAT teams had great technologies to record a ‘kill’; B&H patents were used in WWII B29 ‘retriflector’ sights; cameras installed on P51, P47, and P38 fighters and even the 'one of a kind' B24 flown by 1Lt Glenn A. McConnell. It was this 'one of a kind' B24 that had shot down two 4 engine Jap flying boats and had caused the Japanese fighter pilots to hunt down McConnell's B24 and blow it away causing 10 of his 12 man crew to perish. The Japanese valued that 'one of a kind' B24, "Sweepy Time Gal" so much that they retrieved if from its resting place on the bottom of the China Sea. http://www.airforce-magazine.com/MagazineArchive/Pages/1995/June%201995/0695valor.aspx
Jam ensured that the 3 'kickstands' she was traveling with got a printout from her right bay, more because she enjoyed the vibrational stimulation as the mini-Thales printer spat out the messages than because they needed the printouts. One thing that QB, Hamish and Chips all shared was photographic memories; hence their value as Agents of Abel Danger/Under Cover.
As the Lufthansa agent was announcing 'boarding' of the Flight in both German and English, Jam passed out the boarding passes to her gentleman colleagues. Jam and Chips would be in 5A and 5B while Hamish and QB would be on the opposite side, 5H and 5J. Hamish had hoped for a First Class seat but Chips had used his ZED fare authority to get them less expensive but equally comfortable Business Coach seats. As Hamish and QB departed to board, Chips whispered to Jam "One quick photo of the spine of this jet to prove it has not been modified like Air France 447 and we shall be on our way". As Chips snapped a photo of the top of the B747-400, Jam noticed a 50s-something Flight Attendant approaching the podium. She motioned for Chips to ensure he was aware. Chips mouthed 'thank you' to Jam and went to speak to the Flight Attendant, who turned out to be the Purser.
"Excuse me Fraulein, I am Captain Richard McHogeny, VP of Flight Operations of Blue Skies International, and my wife and I are traveling to Calgary where she will be getting surgery on her lower back. She has moderate pain and once airborne she will take a muscle relaxer that Dr. Goodvibes has prescribed, but if your Crew Rest Facility would happen to be available for the early part of the flight I would gladly pay you and your colleagues 200 Euros each to allow Mrs. McHogeny to lie down until the muscle relaxers become effective.".
The buxom German woman responded "Captain McHogeny, do you mind if I call you Rich?"
"Not at all, Rich is just fine, and my wife Jannah goes by Jam" as Jam walked up to the bartering in progress.
"We crewmembers really cannot accept your generosity in this form, but if you'd order some items from our in-flight duty free, we would indirectly benefit, capeche?"
Chips and Jam both were stimulated by the 'capeche' to which Jam asked "Are you with Abel Danger also?"
"Yes I am, not only me, but also my husband who is today's Captain. We are with Abel Danger Dusseldorf and were principals in the removal of the Boeing Uninterruptible Autopilot removal campaign back in 1995 if you have been around that long. You both can have CRF #3 for the entire flight, here is the key." As she handed Jam the key to CRF #3. "Is there any type of beverage that would help with your muscle relaxing therapy?"
Jam responded that "If possible I'd like to have at least a quart of 'Dark and Stormy' available." She noticed the Purser wrote down dark rum and ginger beer in Arabic.
"And for you Captain McHogeny?"
"Please call me Rich. I'd like a quart of what I call the Captain Sherlock martini. Equal parts Russian Standard and Absolut vodka, a teaspoon of Martini and Rossi Dry Vermouth, dirty, and with 3 garlic stuffed Queens. And if you would be so kind as to keep 5H and 5J supplied with their preferences, I will be placing a $2000 Euro order from you on your in-flight duty free."
As Chips and Jam gathered their carryon, the Purser said "Hurry up and board, here they come" as she pointed to 4 armed police officers following a straining and sniffing German Shepherd. As Jam and Chips hastily headed for their aircraft, Chips tossed a small cachet laced with Tabasco at the entrance door to the Business Class jetway. As they reached the boarding door of the 747, they heard a dog sneezing and howling as the Purser boarded behind them, accepted some final paperwork from the Agent, and closed and armed door 2L.
As the seat belt sign went on, Captain Heileman made a PA with a subliminal message. "Greetings from the cockpit, not flight deck, but cockpit. We will be underway momentarily and we have the good fortune of getting away from the gate just before Frankfurt Main went into a 'security lock-down'. It appears that our Security Colleagues from Holland have reason to believe that there is a quartet of 'troublemakers' loose in the Frankfurt terminal, please pay attention now as our Flight Attendants brief you on the safety features of this aircraft, a Boeing 747-400, for today's journey to Calgary. Welcome aboard.”
The Flight Attendants began their safety demo as Chips squeezed Jam's right knee. "Did you hear that choice of noun, 'troublemakers'?
"Um-huh"
"That was the name of my father's other B-24 in WWII, Captain Heileman is no slouch. I think I will send him an 8 X 10 glossy of "Sweepy Time Gal" and several copies of "Captain Sherlock Solves 9/11" so he has the video of me and "Sweet Talkin' Woman'" doing the world's lowest jet to jet air refueling. I bet Heileman has some history with the Luftwaffe."
"And neither is his wife a slouch" responded Jam as she dangled the key to the CRF in front of Chips. Also in front of Chips something else left the 'dangle' mode as Chips had Jam's headphones placed over his ears and he heard what she was listening to:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ru2tsT32pHA
As the song ended, Chips was mentally searching for tangerine when the sensation of a violent collision and the immediate plunging into darkness of the cabin caused him to suspend his search, forget about the PF22 boat ride and withdraw his miniature flashlight.