They Came from New Jersey!

By Gary Lester

Combat hero Colonel Daniel Fitzhugh is given a desk assignment after recovering from serious injuries sustained at the landing at Inchon, Korea. His assignment: oversee development of biological weapons at a secret lab in Nevada. The lab is run by the ex-Nazi scientist, Dr. Herbst Von Zorm.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Channel 37 Publications
• Release date: Sep 22, 2011
• ISBN: 9781452436678

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THEY CAME FROM NEW JERSEY!

A novella

by Gary Lester

SMASHWORDS EDITION

A Channel 37 Publication

They Came from New Jersey

Copyright 2011 by Gary Lester

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Table of Contents

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part One

Daily Intelligence Update

--- (27) From the Princeton Dispatch: Authorities are investigating theft of nearly 300 Albino rabbits. These rabbits were used in testing at the Recalcitrant Laboratories. The rabbits were delivered to the Millbrook Rendering Plant for disposal. The rabbits were tested using different biological agents. The investigation will continue.

Colonel Daniel Fitzhugh grunted as he plopped himself in his old wooden swivel chair. His old wounds, suffered from the landing at Inchon nearly two years still ached on cold rainy days. The dampness of the Washington winters crept in his bones and muscles, especially in February. With the approaching snowstorm, his muscles ached all the more.

He tried to hide this fact from all his superiors at the Pentagon. He regular walked up the four levels of ramps to his drab little office in C ring. His office was strategically located between his ranking superiors and a viable heating system. He regularly threatened to install a wood-burning stove to the buildings engineers. He wondered who planned the buildings heating system and fell back on the Army's old adage. It was of course, the lowest bidder syndrome.

His staff sergeant, Will Hutton, had a hot cup of coffee waiting for him when he arrived, as usual. He managed a couple of sips when two knocks sounded at the door. Come, he said.

Sgt. Hutton opened the door and handed him a folded paper. He took it and the sergeant promptly left without comment.

When the door was closed he opened the note.

Results positive. Testing phase beginning. Herbst Von Zorm

He turned the paper over. There was no Top Secret or Eyes Only stamps. Damn, he thought, someone will have to pay for this.

He buzzed the intercom button and said, Sergeant, will you come here.

The door immediately opened. The sergeant stood the required three feet from the desk and said, Yes, sir. Son, where did you get this message?

I took the message over the phone, sir. I typed it up myself. Shouldn't be any spelling errors.

Fitzhugh felt like shouting, but decided his sergeant was only caught in the middle. Where did the call come from, sergeant?

I guess crypto, sir. I can find out how, if you would like?

That will be fine, sergeant. Make sure it's the same voice before you patch him to me.

Will do, sir. The sergeant turned to leave.

Will, one more thing? the sergeant stopped and turned back. Do you know who this Von Zorm is?

The sergeant shrugged his shoulders. Beats me, sir. Sounds like a Nazi to me.

Thank you, Fitzhugh said, dismissing the sergeant.

The door closed and Fitzhugh sighed. Damn, all I need now is a security leak in my own office.

The intercom buzzed, Hutton announced a Major Akers from crypto holding. Smiling, he picked up the old black receiver. It's time to rip someone a new one, he thought.

Major Akers? Fitzhugh asked.

Colonel Fitzhugh, your sergeant called and tried to ream out one of my men. If you have a problem with my section, you should talk to me first.

Thank you, major. I actually called for your advice.

Oh, Major Akers voice seemed to regroup and lose a little of its defensiveness. "How