Rise of the Judge

Countdown, Part Twelve

Continued from Part Eleven Snyder glanced over his shoulder. “Dread, what about Morgan?” Dread bowed his head. “They got him.” Nice act. You’re as sorry as you would be if I’d bought it. But there’s no time. “Sir, I recommend we put aside our differences for now and find a way out.” “Private, I’ll accept…

Countdown, Part Eleven

A male wrapped ropes around Sny-der’s body and the man that he could feel strapped to his back. He opened his eyes. A pregnant woman stood guard. He glanced over his shoulder and grimaced at his re-flection in a glass case. Yuck. Of all the people available to get tried up with, why Dread? The…

Countdown, Part Ten

Continued from Part Nine Colonel Morgan fired a round into the eco-terrorist. The guard crumpled. “Nice kill,” Dread said. “There shouldn’t be more than four live guards down here now, along with our mad scientist.” Colonel Morgan said, “Or upstairs. I wish they’d stop sneaking up on us so I can capture one. I don’t…

Countdown, Part Nine

Continued from Part Eight Snyder marched through Lolo National Forest with Kendell, Morgan, and Dread. Morgan said, “Your wilderness training has come in handy, Snyder. Dread, I have to compliment you. How many Army Intelligence officers have gone through this training?” Dread coughed. “Snyder, how far until we make it to this compound?” Snyder smirked….

Countdown, Part Eight

Continued from Part Seven Sitting on his bunk, Snyder swallowed the last bite of his grits. Kendell looked down at her watch. “Only ten more minutes until my relief gets here.” Where was Colonel Morgan? They didn’t have much time.  The door opened. Colonel Morgan entered with Colonel Dread walking behind him. Snyder and Kendell…

Countdown, Part Seven

Continued from Part Six Colonel Morgan stood outside of Colonel Dread’s door. It’d be Lieutenant Dread by the time he was through. Dread was still in bed at 0700 hours, the sign of an undisciplined officer. Morgan knocked. Loud snoring answered. He knocked again. “Colonel Dread!” A groan emitted behind the door. “Colonel Dread!” Silence….

Countdown, Part Six

Continued from Part Five After Morgan closed the HV connect-ion, Kendell turned to Snyder and frowned. “What was that all about?” Something I would rather not explain. “Why are we taking orders from a Colonel in Idaho? How are you even communicating?” Snyder sighed. “I’m on to something big. Thousands, if not millions of lives…

Countdown, Part Five

Continued from Part Four Colonel Morgan awoke to tapping on his door. He groaned. Dear Lord, what is it at this hour? The clock by his bed read 03:09. Colonel Morgan said, “Who is it?” “Sir, Corporal Perry, sir. There’s a priority red message from Army Intelli-gence.” “I’ll take it. Feed it into my HV.”…

Countdown, Part Four

Continued from Part Three CThree hours later, Snyder sat on his bunk in the stockade. Sgt. Gina Kendell paced the cell block. “Why’d you have to get yourself thrown in the stockade?” “I’ve told you five time now, I didn’t even know I was doing anything wrong.” “I had a hot date. But am I…

Countdown, Part Three

Continued from Part Two Snyder leaned back in his cube, stretching. He’d finally finished decoding Level 48. A chill tingled down his spine. Level 48 had Oerz destroy a school of young Unhams before they could grow up to threaten Oerz and his cute woodland forest creature friends. A giant Unham chased him into Level…