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From: dwomack@runner.utsa.edu (Jones)
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Subject: [CIA] - Jones - Recruiting again!
Date: 21 Oct 1994 01:06:33 GMT
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Henderson says:

 > "Delta Force, my friend, trained in Fort Bragg. I have taken up work with 
 > the Goverment trying infiltrate one of the Cartels. Unfortunately 
 > this is not Bogota. May I ask were we are? What it is we are trying 
 > to do. And what about your names, I appear to be at a disadvantage." 

[Jones is impressed...combat skills like that could be really useful]
 
 > 
 > Henderson offers his hand to Jones, and then to all the others. 
 > Paying BD the respect of a courteous nod. <his eyes however hold 
 > fear>. "You are truly an awesome creature" issues from his lips with 
 > the nod.
 > 

Jones smiles and says to Henderson "BD is good people;  you can
trust him. And I guarantee you his eating habits are a lot more
civilized than any of the drill instructors in survival school!
By the way, Henderson...are you particularly religious?"
 
 > His eyes fall on the cart, with Foxmore rising from it. "Well you guys 
 > appear to be well equipped, You wouldn't happen to have any 9mm 
 > ammunition, I might borrow, would you? I hate wandering around with an 
 > empty gun. It provides so little protection."<wry smile> Henderson 
 > hopes he is not asking for to much.

Jones grins and says to Henderson "Just don't take aim at my friend
BD anymore...he's on track to be a head of state soon;  and later,
maybe more.  <Jones tosses Henderson a box of silvertip 9mm's...from
the stock he keeps for his MP5>  Jones continues "No need feeding
your Glock the subsonic stuff I use in the pistol..."
 > 
 > "Looks to me like you guys were just leaving. Unless you can point me 
 > in the direction of Bogota do you mind if I tramp along."

Jones chuckles and says "Bogota is a long way off...tell me, do you
boys in Delta have any problem with causing a little 'collateral damage'
and an occassional 'unfortunate civilian casualty'...all in the line
of duty, of course?  I keep hearing that the reason the folks over
in DEA have so much trouble getting inside is that "policy" won't let
them take out a farmer, or whoever gets in the way.  Fortunately,
there aren't any problems like that with the Company....So, I need
to know if you're on board, or just along for the ride...By the way,
<Jones grins>...the Company let's you make a profit off the deal..."
 > 
 > 
 >