Crack !!!..... That was all he remembered. Cole opened his eyes to the dim light of a cold mouldy room, struggling to his feet he tried to get his bearings right, his head throbbed crazily his assailant must have really done a number on him. "Box 252" came the call from the loud speaker over head and the the sound of the door opening. Something's up, Cole thought, he felt different more alert, he has always been an alert person having been the youngest person to get to the rank of colonel in the army at 32, the head of the special forces 35, yes Cole Rogers was special extremely special. But now things felt way different, entering the room was a man he had only known as commander, heard of him while on a mission to the Negev to free French and American tourists from the hands of some terrorist group that called themselves WILLOW, He headed this small but special group of soldiers brought from special forces around the world, his mind wandered.... OK now he was back into the room, the commander walked in and dropped a file on a table, "how did that table get there?", he wondered. "Cole...!", he was instantly jolted back to reality... "Yes?... What am I doing here?.... Where is this place?" he asked in quick succession, " It will one to you in due time, son, for now we just need to check your vitals, you seemed to have gained more muscle mass since I last saw you after the serum was administered"... The serum??? He thought... What serum?..."Son, I know you're wondering what serum, like I said in due time for now let's check your vitals".
Thirty thousand feet above the Indian Ocean, lunch was being served on a white G650 owned by the Windsor Family and Trey the adopted and only surviving heir to the Windsor Holdings was on his way to Tokyo. He remembered when Jason Windsor and the wife saw him as a 3 year old on a beach abandoned and crying, this was the 6 richest family on the face of the earth, how lucky could a guy get, Jason and Marilyn didn't have or couldn't have a child so to them this was a blessing. "Don't let them sign that deal James, I'll touchdown in 2hrs....yes yes I know... Stall them!! " he was speaking on the Sat phone, Trey had a nack for getting what he wanted he went for it, joined the army after High school, entered the special forces at 27 through influence, but showed great wit and endurance and that was what gave him the respect of not just being a spoil sport in the special forces after all he was the only person to hit a target 3000yards out. In a few minutes the G650 touched down in Narita International Airport.........
To be continued Next week Friday
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