Date: Thu, 11 Jul 2013 23:06:09 -0400
From: Ken Barber <inscyclone@gmail.com>
Subject: Cyclone Chapter 15

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Chapter 15: The Proposal

	Monday morning was filled with catching up on small tasks until
Karen and FBI Agent Matthew Payne came into my office. After the
introduction and coffee, Agent Payne got straight to the point.

	"Dale, based on Scott Fernandez's information we were able to get a
warrant and arrest Carlos Lazcano and a number of his subordinates. The
issue is Scott told Carlos he was coming to you for the money. One of our
informers in the cartel has told us the Cartel is looking for Scott and
you."

	"Shit, that just what I need. How serious is this?"

	"It's pretty serious; we are talking about a Mexican drug cartel
here. Typically I would suggest we put you in a government protection
program but I think in this case you have better security procedures than
we have. However we will be working with your security team to keep them up
to date."

	"Karen, you and Max keep me in the loop on everything. Agent Payne,
thank you for help and feel free to contact me at anytime."

	"Thank you, Dale, and the same applies, any question or concerns
contact me right away."

	After Agent Payne left Travis and I went over to the conference
room to go through the debriefing.  The debriefing was grueling and
exhausting and when we finished we were starving.

	I glanced at Max "We are headed to the little deli downtown for
lunch. Can you see if Greg in daycare would like to join us, please?"

	Max just smiled. "Of course, Sir."

	As the four of us headed downtown I noticed another black INS SUV
following us.

	"Max, find out what the guys in the other car want for lunch as
well, please."

	Max shook his head and started talking into his earpiece. All I
heard at the end is ?Make sure Karen knows and everyone, be on high alert"

	"Max, everything ok?"

	"Everything should be fine sir. We are being watched by four
Hispanic males in two separate cars. Either they are really bad or want us
to notice them."

	Travis was fidgety. "Should we cancel lunch and head back to the
office?"

	I just sat there for a second "Max, have they acted threatening at
all?"

	"No sir, not at all, as a matter of fact I am pretty sure they want
us to know they are there."

	"Let?s have lunch as planned and ask Karen to send over a couple
more guys just in case."

	"Yes sir."

	Travis gave me the look. I knew he was more worried about me than
himself. "Trust me babe we will be okay. I can't see any benefit to them
attacking us here in downtown. I think they are just watching us; trying to
scare us."

	"If you say so, Babe. Max, give me a side arm." I love when Travis
is protective.

	We headed into the deli and got a table. A few minutes later I
noticed Karen and a couple of others come in and sit at tables. They didn't
even look in our direction. Half way through our lunch I noticed Max
stiffen a little and reach into his jacket and loosen his side arm.  I
looked up to see a very distinguished Mexican gentleman standing at the end
of our table.

	"Senior Ryan, my sincere apologies for interrupting your lunch but
I was wondering if I could have just a moment of your time."

	I set my fork down and looked at him for a second. "I am at a
disadvantage. To whom do I have the pleasure of meeting?"

	"Ah, pardon my rudeness. I am Mario Sanchez, I represent Herbert
Lazcano, Don of the Lazcano Family. "

	"Well Mario, you will understand my reluctance to have any sort of
dialogue with the Lazcano family. The family has caused me enough trouble
already. However since you came all this way I will listen to what you have
to say. Max, would you ensure Mario and friends are not armed, please?"

	Max stood up and frisked the four Mexicans. People in the deli
began to get nervous and fidgety.  "Max, Greg, will you excuse us for a
minute please."

	"Of course, Mr. Ryan."

	"Mario, please have a seat. I figure we only have a few minutes
before someone contacts the local police."

	"I am sure your friends in the FBI, in the car outside, will take
care of that. Besides I only need a few moments of your time. Senior
Lazcano sends his regards and wishes you to know that he does not have any
ill will for you. The unfortunate situation with Scott Fernandez is not
your fault and also is not your concern. We only want to know where
Fernandez is and we are willing to go to any length to find him; any length
at all. Do you understand?"

	I chuckled a little. "Are you threatening me, Mr. Sanchez? Think
carefully before you answer, The Lazcano family has been an annoyance to me
since Scott decided to drop into my back yard a few months ago.  I have
done nothing to involve myself into the affairs of the Lazcano family, nor
do I wish to. However, if any member of the Lazcano family even thinks of
harming any one close to me I will bring the entire weight of my very
powerful company to bear on you, That, Sir, is not a threat, but a
promise."

	Mario nodded. "Senior Ryan, I fear you are being too hasty. We are
asking you to cooperate in our internal investigation into our associates
in Seattle. Unfortunately, Senior Fernandez involved you into our affairs
and now I must insist that you help us find him."

	"Mr. Sanchez, I don't have the slightest clue where Mr. Fernandez
is hiding and I have no interest in cooperating with anyone involved in
your criminal organization. Now, if you don't mind, I have a meeting to
attend at my office. Good day to you, Sir."

	As I stood up Mario stood as well and held out his hand. I just
turned and walked away. As soon as we got in the car my phone rang. "That
was quick, Karen."

	"Dale, we have a tail on them and the FBI got the whole thing
recorded. I am increasing security on you until we get a handle on this."

	"Okay, I also want every shred of information we can gather on the
Lazcano Family. I want to know all members and know associates both here
and in Mexico. Karen, make this your priority."

	"We are already on it, Dale. I?ll see you at the office."

	I closed the phone and looked at Travis. "Babe, what the hell is
going on here?"

	Travis cocked his head and looked at me for a second. "You are
becoming a very powerful man. Powerful men have powerful friends and
powerful enemies. You do know this is not going away, right?"

	"I know I just don't know what to do about it. I feel out of
control."

	Travis just smiled. "You are doing exactly what you?re supposed to
do about it, Have your people look into it and get you more information."

	The rest of the ride back to the office was fairly quiet; once we
arrived Karen met us in my office. The architect I hired was waiting in the
outer office. We went over the plans for the new pool house which had two
apartments sharing a common game room that opened onto the pool. The
drawings were very good and I was impressed by the way he was able to keep
the feel of the house and the garden yet had basically added an entire new
house. The Gate house was very different and was designed to house security
personnel.  The third floor was an apartment that I had asked him to design
for Max. I had noticed that Max spent more and more time with me and I knew
that had to be taking a toll on him. If he had his own apartment on site he
could be nearby, if needed, but have a little more down time. The second
floor was comprised of 4 one room studio apartments for additional security
personnel. This I was going to leave up to Max's discretion to use but
after the little debacle at lunch I was thinking of drawing up a contract
with INS to provide more on site security permanently. The first floor was
a recreation room with a home gym and a security office that I was thinking
would be manned 24 hours a day. Karen and Travis reviewed the plans. Karen
was thrilled with the gate house and Travis was happy about the pool house.
It will allow us to keep the guys close but give us a little more privacy.
I approved the plans and construction on the gate house would begin
immediately and was expected to be complete in about six weeks.

	The rest of the day was spent catching up on emails and
paperwork. By the time five o'clock rolled around I was physically and
mentally exhausted. When Carl, Travis and I got home Rick was just getting
dinner ready with Shane. David and Cat where sitting by the pool.  I
grabbed the plans and headed out to the patio table while Travis grabbed a
bottle of wine and some glasses. I went over the pool house plans with
David and Carl and told them I was expecting them to take up residence in
the pool house. They both were thrilled.  Max was overjoyed by the gate
house and my plans to have a 24 hour security team in place.  We had dinner
pool side. During dinner I decided to broach the security issue.

	"So by now everyone has heard that the Mexican Cartel has me, and
us, in their crosshairs. As you saw, I am beefing up security and trying to
keep your safety in mind. I would like Max and some of the security
officers at INS to train anyone, who wants it. That includes weapons
training. David is already trained and I am sure will help out with the
training as well."

	"Of course, Dale, although Carl with a gun is kind of scary."

	Carl gave him a scowl. "I will have you know that own, and am, very
capable with a Sig P226."

	"Okay, Carl. Don't go postal on anyone. I will also see what it
takes for everyone to get a concealed carry permit. Now, I am not a gun
advocate, but I think in this situation we need to be able to defend
ourselves against some very dangerous groups."

	Rick looked up. "Dale, after the whole Scott thing I don't mind
having a gun nearby but I am not really comfortable carrying one."

	I nodded. "Rick, I don't want you to ever do anything you are not
comfortable with, and that goes for everyone here. What is for dessert?"

	Everyone laughed a little. After we were done eating everyone
helped clean up and I cornered Rick in the kitchen.

	"Rick, how is school going?"

	"Really well! I am having a blast and the Chef's keep telling me I
am way ahead of my peer group."

	"I am happy to hear that, Rick. You and Shane?"

	Rick blushed and looked down. ?I am head over heels in love that
man."

	I smiled and hugged him. "It's a great thing, isn't it?"

	I heard a fake cough behind us. "Should we be worried?"

	Travis and Shane where standing there, smiling at us.  I
laughed. "We were just talking about how lucky you two are to have found
the two of us."

	"Is that so?" Travis chuckled. "Babe, Shane has an interesting idea
to solve our cartel problem."

	"What have you two been cooking up?" I was seriously intrigued.

	Shane pulled a stool out and sat down.

            "Dale, you do realize you own the largest private paramilitary
force in the world right? Why don't we go on the offensive?"

	I nodded. "I can understand how this would seem like a good idea,
Bud, but we can't go and attack Mexican civilians on Mexican foreign
soil. We have to follow international law to the letter if we want to stay
in business."

	"I know, but hear me out for second. What would happen if something
we were hired to protect got stolen by the same cartel we are dealing
with?"

	"Typically we would have our insurance company reimburse the client
for their loss after we requested the Mexican officials to recover the
stolen property for us. It's all very cut and dry. The only time I would
ignore our contact and international law is if it was a kidnapping of a
client we were hired to protect or one of my own people."

	Shane nodded "Exactly."

	I stared at him for a second. "Shane, what exactly are you
proposing?"

	Shane smiled. "How about a vacation to Mexico for a couple of us?"

	Rick and I both shouted "Hell, no!"

	I shook my head. "Shane, I am not using any of you as bait. The
risk is too great."

	Just then Max and David came around the corner.

	Max stopped in his tracks. ?Sorry. Dale, did I interrupt?"

	"No, Max. This discussion is over. Actually, Shane, tell Max your
hair brained scheme and he can tell you how it won't work." I stomped out
of the room and went to my office.  Travis followed.

	"Babe, I think you are over-reacting a bit."

	"Over-reacting! Do you have any idea what these people do to people
like you and Shane? These guys scare the piss right out of me. And I am the
one that has to act like the leader and that I am not afraid of
anything. Do you want to know what scares the crap out of me? Great guys
like Max would jump in front of me and take a bullet for me. And Shane is
willing to risk getting tortured for me. Why?"

	"Because everything you do, you do for us." Shane was standing in
the doorway. "Dale, you have invited us into your home and made us a
family. None of us has any obligation to each other but we all love each
other unconditionally. You did that and I will do whatever it takes protect
you."

	David was standing beside him. "We all will, Dale. Shane's plan is
crazy but there are some elements to it that could actually work. I am not
asking you to consider the plan. Only let Shane, Max and I put together a
real plan and then look at it.

	I sat there staring at them all for a good 30 seconds. I knew Max
and Shane where getting uncomfortable. David was unflappable and Travis
could see right through me. "Okay, fine. Work up a plan to keep in our back
pocket as a last resort."

Everyone just nodded and left, except Travis