div>"Arbuckle here, what going on?" His forehead furrowed in concentration. "Are you sure you know where they are staying? The exact house?" He listened a few more seconds. "OK, send in a squad of Marines. Get them out of there. I want them on a plane flying back here in a few hours."
A few more seconds went by. "You say it dark and too dangerous to go out on patrols of a night. Do you have a helicopter in the air right now?"
He listened a bit. "OK, good. Have that helicopter put a smart missile right through the window. How soon can you have that done?" He listened only a second. "Ten minutes sounds good to me.
Call me as soon as the job is done." He clicked the phone and dropped it in his pocket.
"What are you doing? You realize you are going to kill three innocent travelers. You don't even know who they are. They haven't done a thing except being in the wrong place at the wrong time. You are the one who should be taken out and shot." She put her hands over her eyes and sobbed lightly.
"You should be crying. Your traitorous husband and the other pair are spending their last ten minutes on Earth. They are lucky I didn't capture them and intern them for life at Guantanamo Bay."
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