Brock: History
Chapter 11
Adrian Brock stared out the window of his Gulfstream, gazing at the clouds surrounding the plane. He was stuck in his head working up ideas. He didn’t know how long he had to find The Seven, but for sure he had less and less time every day.
The plane was bound for Baltimore, Maryland. Adrian’s team had decoded the time one of the people they were searching for would be at a certain location. They had a limited window to find her.
A few weeks earlier the team had discovered the whereabouts of Dr. Porter Levitt. According to the documents the crew found in Greece, Levitt was one of The Seven. And so was a nun named Grace Weathers.
Levitt had slipped through the cracks again but Adrian was sure his team would be able to pick up Weathers. The plane touched down at Martin State Airport just after 9:00 P.M. Adrian gave final preparation instructions to his team and the operation was underway.
Adrian got in a car and paged Harris, who had been undercover at the bar where Weathers worked for several weeks. He told the agent to drive to St. Paul’s while he waited for Harris to call back.
Sean Harris was Adrian’s second in command at the DSR task force they ran. Adrian did not trust many people. Harris was one of the few who made the cut.
They did their CIA training together and Harris was on the fast track to becoming an agency director. Adrian had become fascinated with the work he had done for Special Research and was granted his request for a transfer to Las Vegas. For three years he did research and analysis.
Meanwhile, Langley sent Harris in to take over as Deputy General Director of the Department of Special Research. Adrian knew Harris was not particularly thrilled about the promotion, though no agent could turn down a job like that. Ungratefulness ranked with incompetence in the minds of the higher-ups. Not only that, but Harris knew the position would give him more freedoms.
Adrian never complained, however. Harris was his friend and some things mattered more than his career. But more than that, Adrian enjoyed the field work he was doing. He was not ready to move up the ladder quite yet.
Adrian and Harris renewed their friendship while working together at the DSR and were assigned on many operations together. A unique bond formed between them. They discussed their career aspirations often.
Harris preferred field operations to desk work while Adrian had more of an interest in the big picture as opposed to individual assignments. So when DSR General Director Tom Shalek initiated the task force to find The Seven, Adrian was appointed director of it so that he could oversee the entire project. Things were falling into place for everyone.
When Harris called in, he told Adrian that he was in pursuit of Weathers and she was driving erratically. Adrian was surprised to hear Harris’ level of agitation rose during the conversation from the car. Harris was calmer than anyone.
Adrian heard screeching tires on the other end of the phone and a second later the call was disconnected.
“Step on it, Robby!” Adrian shouted to the agent driving.
Adrian Brock stared out the window of his Gulfstream, gazing at the clouds surrounding the plane. He was stuck in his head working up ideas. He didn’t know how long he had to find The Seven, but for sure he had less and less time every day.
The plane was bound for Baltimore, Maryland. Adrian’s team had decoded the time one of the people they were searching for would be at a certain location. They had a limited window to find her.
A few weeks earlier the team had discovered the whereabouts of Dr. Porter Levitt. According to the documents the crew found in Greece, Levitt was one of The Seven. And so was a nun named Grace Weathers.
Levitt had slipped through the cracks again but Adrian was sure his team would be able to pick up Weathers. The plane touched down at Martin State Airport just after 9:00 P.M. Adrian gave final preparation instructions to his team and the operation was underway.
Adrian got in a car and paged Harris, who had been undercover at the bar where Weathers worked for several weeks. He told the agent to drive to St. Paul’s while he waited for Harris to call back.
Sean Harris was Adrian’s second in command at the DSR task force they ran. Adrian did not trust many people. Harris was one of the few who made the cut.
They did their CIA training together and Harris was on the fast track to becoming an agency director. Adrian had become fascinated with the work he had done for Special Research and was granted his request for a transfer to Las Vegas. For three years he did research and analysis.
Meanwhile, Langley sent Harris in to take over as Deputy General Director of the Department of Special Research. Adrian knew Harris was not particularly thrilled about the promotion, though no agent could turn down a job like that. Ungratefulness ranked with incompetence in the minds of the higher-ups. Not only that, but Harris knew the position would give him more freedoms.
Adrian never complained, however. Harris was his friend and some things mattered more than his career. But more than that, Adrian enjoyed the field work he was doing. He was not ready to move up the ladder quite yet.
Adrian and Harris renewed their friendship while working together at the DSR and were assigned on many operations together. A unique bond formed between them. They discussed their career aspirations often.
Harris preferred field operations to desk work while Adrian had more of an interest in the big picture as opposed to individual assignments. So when DSR General Director Tom Shalek initiated the task force to find The Seven, Adrian was appointed director of it so that he could oversee the entire project. Things were falling into place for everyone.
When Harris called in, he told Adrian that he was in pursuit of Weathers and she was driving erratically. Adrian was surprised to hear Harris’ level of agitation rose during the conversation from the car. Harris was calmer than anyone.
Adrian heard screeching tires on the other end of the phone and a second later the call was disconnected.
“Step on it, Robby!” Adrian shouted to the agent driving.
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