Then, in a shimmer of light, she vanished. As the white tunic she’d been wearing drifted down to the floor, Kahtar was finally able to move forward. Slowly, he rose from his chair. He stared at where his phone had been and then at the remnants of his TV. Using his laptop which was still functional, he placed a video call to Aziz.
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Missy returned to where Mike, Les and Marsha were still on their conference call with Robert’s team. She had quickly dressed after Shifting back to her human form in the bedroom. “Hey? How did everyone like the show? I thought our team in Germany did a really great job!” She had especially enjoyed the way Tracy’s wall of flames had looked. It had indeed given the impression that the wolves were hellhounds, bursting forth from the fires of hell.
Lieutenant Colonel Schermerhorn said, “We all thought that was epic! We will provide copies to all the WIJO leaders, using Kahtar’s own email account to send it.”
“I added that part about the warehouse being destroyed,” said Missy. “That little embellishment you folks suggested ought to make Tracy very happy. You’re certain there aren’t any people there to be in the way?”
“Yes, we checked with the German authorities. They removed all the evidence and the place should be abandoned now. Of course, Gene and Amanda will be able to scent if anyone is nearby before Tracy starts unleashing any of her lightning bolts.”
“Excellent! It looks like our work is done here. I’ll spend the day checking on how the other WIJO leaders are reacting to all this. Then, tomorrow morning we can fly to Berlin. It will be nice to join the others for some actual vacation time. We can then return home the day after that.
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Linda’s team had their Black Hawk pilots fly them back to Talib’s warehouse outside Leipzig, where they had first met them. Since they didn’t want the pilots or crew to witness the actual warehouse destruction, they asked to be dropped off and left alone for two hours. They exited the helicopter, bringing their three blindfolded captives with them, and watched as the aircraft lifted back up and climbed away.
Oliver asked Tracy to translate for him. Then he confronted Talib, Tabish and Musa. Yanking their blindfolds off, he said, “Now you will bear witness to the destruction of your warehouse, just as we promised.”
Tracy translated and then stepped away, with John, Jesse, Gene and Amanda. She put them in a circle with her while Linda stayed back, again filming things. Candace stood next to Oliver, who was being watched closely by their three captives. Gene gave her the thumbs up, so she began to draw power and energy from all around.
Oliver extended his arm to the sky, pretending to be the one calling for lightning, and Tracy began sending down bolt after bolt of destructive fire, each one cracking with a thunderous roar immediately after. She was able to really get into this, drawing and expending tremendous amounts of energy … possibly more than she’d ever done before. Yes! Each time she exercised her power this way, her capability seemed to expand and her awareness grew. It was awesome!
Talib and his guys thought Oliver was the one doing all this, of course. They watched in fear and trepidation as the damaging lightning bolts caused a raging fire, fueled by all the liquor inside the burning warehouse. How was this possible? It was obvious to them that Oliver was indeed a terrible demon.
By the time the Black Hawk returned for them, the warehouse was mostly a pile of smoking rubble. They boarded the aircraft and ignored the questioning looks from the pilots and crew. Some things would have to remain a mystery. And, highly classified of course. The helicopter lifted back up and brought them back to the airfield at Leipzig where Lieutenant Saunders and his men were waiting. Linda thanked the pilots and crew members for their fabulous support and assured them their superiors would be getting a letter, praising them.
Then, getting directions from Gostoff to where his headquarters was located, they delivered their three WIJO terrorist prisoners. Gostoff wanted to know how they had managed to locate Talib and his men. He also wanted answers to many other questions, but Linda simply smiled and said, “You should ask Talib.”
“I will need to hear from you,” Gostoff blustered. “For my report!”
“Sorry! We did confirm that all of the WIJO terrorists are now in your custody. Your organization can take full credit for that. As for any crazy stories which Talib, Tabish and Musa might be telling? I’m sure you will find those are not credible and not worth investigating.”
They all said goodbye and then returned to their hotel. It had been a full day but one that was very satisfying.
Epilogue
Sunday, Mar 22, 2020
The return flight back to New York was uneventful, although there was definitely a party atmosphere amongst those aboard. And, they had Missy with them. She was able to provide interesting anecdotes concerning each of the WIJO leaders and how they were now definitely convinced to stand down. At least for the near future.
They had all reunited the day before, Linda’s team returning with Lieutenant Saunders and his men in their vehicles, driving up from Leipzig, and checking back into the VIP housing near the Clay Atlee building. Missy, Mike, Les, Marsha and Sergeant Town had flown in the “P” Branch jet from Kabul and, with their two pilots, checked into rooms at the same housing facility. Calls had been made, arranging things for them all, and they enjoyed a very nice luncheon in the VIP mess hall.
Then, they’d toured Berlin. Lieutenant Saunders had his security force escort them in small groups, each going to see what interested them most and find places to eat where they could boast about how delicious the German food was. And, the German beer, of course. Did they manage to crowd into one day, evening and night all the excitement of a week’s spring break vacation? Well … they tried!
And, after breakfast that morning, saying goodbye at the airport to Lieutenant Saunders and his men was bittersweet. Linda promised their superiors would also be receiving letters of praise for every person who had helped them that week.
This time, before most dozed off in their plush seats, it was Gene and Amanda who were entertaining Sergeant Town with descriptions of the fires and lightning bolts they’d experienced Tracy tossing around.
Amanda said, “When Gene and I rushed out under Tracy’s wall of fire with my former pack and charged those three terrorists responsible for killing Johan and Justine? We truly felt as though we were being unleashed as hellhounds and we’ll never forget how wonderful that was!”
Linda assured the sergeant she had it all on video and would make certain he got a copy. So would Amanda’s pack, of course. It would always be a special memory for them.
On arrival at JFK airport, there again were those leaving while others were continuing on up to Boston. Missy, Tracy, Jesse and Sergeant Town were all returning to West Point. The sergeant wanted someone to make a video of the goodbye kisses which Missy was giving Mike and which Tracy was giving John. Linda was busy kissing Jesse, however, so was not available to do that. He grumbled good naturedly and then took out his smart phone and made the video himself.
As Missy and Tracy signed back in at the academy, right on time, Tracy whispered, “Your brother and I loved everything we did. Of course, when we were first asked if we wanted to participate on this mission, do you know what he told me?”
Missy grinned and said, “Okaaaay. I’ll bite. What did he tell you?”
“Why, he said … and I quote … Germany? Werewolves? Maybe some terrorists? What’s not to like?”
From the Author
Thank you for reading Tracy the Fire Witch, my first book about Tracy but in the same world as the Missy the Werecat series. I hope you enjoyed reading about Tracy and her friends as much as I enjoyed writing about her. I’ve always loved stories about female characters with special powers along with stories about witches and werewolves. Future books in this series are planned, so keep checking on Amazon.
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