Tonibo and the Girls of Angels, Inc.: A Presidential Dilemma

By Bruce Martin

There are secret government agents among us. During the day, they might buy groceries. Maybe they do laundry at the Laundromat down the street. Maybe they go to your local gym and run on a treadmill. To the untrained eye, they are regular American citizens but they take their jobs seriously. At night, they break through advanced building security. They hack the computers of terrorists, and they might even kill.

Meet the Angelsfour beautiful women by day and four tough government spies by night. Theres the fearless leader, ToniBo, an ex-Navy Seal. Miki is a five-foot-tall ex-Green Beret who gives out bruises as fast as you can blow a kiss. CeeCee is an ex-Ranger communications officer and sniper, while Iris is an ex-Special Operations demolition expert and Top Gun pilot. Together, they form a team thats practically unbeatableall while doing their best to live semi-normal lives.

But now, their country needs them. Bloodthirsty neo-Nazi racists are plotting to take down the president of the United States. They are angered that a less-than-pureblood is running their country, and it has to stop. These backwoods boys didnt count on the Angels, though, and their kidnapping plot is about to get a lot more difficult when four brave women help to save the life of our countrys commander-in-chief.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Jan 25, 2012
• ISBN: 9781469700670

Bruce Martin

Bruce Martin lives in Ewing, New Jersey. He was in manufacturing management for over twenty years.

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Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Dedicated to my friend David

And

To the souls who perished on that fateful day

9/11/01

Chapter 1

A Perfect Morning

WITH THE LIGHTS DIMMED, there were the sounds of a dull buzzing from a variety of different computers and hard-drives. A thinly built, but strong minded, man stood around his crew of computer techs glancing at their activities. His mind raced with lies and deceit. The New York Times, The Chicago Tribune, The Philadelphia Inquirer, The Boston Globe, London’s Independent, Welle, he thought of some of the most read papers in the world and began to spread articles about The President of the Unites States’ false on-goings to build an heir of deceit that he is unfit to run his office. His underlings replied with quick ‘Yes sirs’ as he walked the perimeter of the room. As he watched the men under his beckoning call he pulled his cell phone from his pocket and dialed an old friend.

In an office in Washington DC, a national government official’s phone rings. The nameplate on his desk read Richards. As he picked up his phone, he greeted the caller with a gruff Hello …

Jake Nathan… how are you?

Nathan Jake?

Jake You are correct sir!

Nathan I’m guessing you called for a reason, ‘my friend’?!

Jake What, no small talk? … We never talk anymore, ya know? … Maybe I just called to say I miss you! He said with contempt.

Nathan replied Well, lately your calls are always for some new proposition or crusade you ‘need’ my help with! Hit me with it, and to hell with the small talk, old friend!

Jake Okay, straight to the point! He smiled before continuing I’m hearing reports that the president has been having some trouble keeping the public pleased about his consumption of fossil fuels! I, being such an eco-friendly individual, think it’s ‘bout time someone took care of the problem! There was an eerie silence for a moment, which seemed to last hours, then Nathan answered …

Nathan You’ve already begun the first phase?!?

Jake As we speak, it’s becoming reality! Have you finished with preparations on your end?

Nathan The idea has been planted. It is up to his approval to change from air to land, but with the recommendations and route I’ve preplanned, I don’t see any problem with what we’ve discussed.

Jake A lot is riding on your persuasive powers Nathan. I’m hoping that this will go off without a hitch.

Nathan I’m confident on my end. This will be our last communiqué before the project begins!

Jake Then how are we to know to have our pieces in place?

Nathan He will announce his decision to go green before the trip on national networks. You’ll know… Have your other associates ready.

After Nathan’s last statement the two hung up. The nation and world would be in for a terror to rival the attacks on September 11th …

It was just another beautiful morning on the Jersey shore. The sun shone down upon the ocean’s seemingly endless crisp bluish green waves. As the ocean lapped upon the beach the gentle roll of the Ocean brought bits and pieces of shell and sand from the sea. The Ocean’s reflective waves commanded the wind towards the mainland making it an unusually warm Autumn’s day. The rain from the night before made the sand nicely compact which allowed the Angels CeeCee and Iri to go about their morning run with ease.

Iri, the man chasing Puerto Rican, was on her fifth trip of the week from her Philadelphia home to Cee’s for their ten mile run up the shoreline. As if from America’s Next Top Model they jogged along the ocean’s coastline. Iri, in a provocative demeanor, jogged down the beach catching the attention of any wandering eyes as her voluptuous figure nearly busted out of her scanty attire with each passing stride. Cee, a drop-dead gorgeous black woman, on the other hand dressed more conservatively compared to her sister, wearing a form fitting jogging suit extenuating her luscious curves. Their hearts raced as the sweat, rolling down their skin, glistened in the sun as they neared the final stretch of their extensive run.

As the two were off on their run Tonibo showed up at her sister Cee’s beautiful ocean front home with a sense of pride. Her hair glistened in the morning light as she climbed out of her old CJ5. The deep crevasses of Toni’s massively muscular body showed intensely as the light of the sun struck her body and rose over the ocean’s horizon. Not a stumble in her step she walked up the nicely decorated concrete sidewalk and placed her key into the door. She stepped in as if she was entering her own household. With dark circles under her eyes she walked around the house, to find her two sisters still out on their morning run. Her mind still raced with the thoughts of her inner conflict as she proceeded to make coffee, for her and the girls, hoping to ease her mind. After the coffee began to brew, Toni opened the sliding glass door and walked onto the porch to light up her only smoke of the day, a Winston. After taking her first drag, she noticed her two sisters brisk-fully walking towards the back porch steps. Toni greeted them with a cheerful wave and sighed to herself, her thoughts still weighing heavily on her mind. She placed her cigarette in the ash tray and walked back inside, the embers danced in the light breeze as the smoke dissipated. She fixed the three’s coffee in the massive white kitchen, and waited patiently for the other two to arrive. Staring blankly at the wall, her thoughts began to consume her. She thought to herself, How am I gonna’ bring this up to them, will they still think of me the same, what is Miki gonna’ think? After contemplating this for what seemed to be one half an hour, she was startled to see Iri and Cee appear in the kitchen.

Instantly, Toni was greeted with a ‘Hola!’ Toni was smothered with hugs and kisses from Iri. Towering over Toni with her six foot plus body, she excessively kissed the top of Toni’s head and ruffled her hair, until Toni pushed her away almost spilling her coffee all over Cee’s beautiful hardwood floor.

Toni Jesus Christ Iri!! She leaned back examining her mug to see if any coffee had spilled.

Cee giggled a moment and daintily stirred her coffee, saying Well Well… somebody’s here awfully early, what’s the special occasion? With a worried look creeping slowly upon her face. The concern washed over her, noticing that Toni was deep in thought.

Toni …nothin’…just figured I’d pop in.

Iri bursted in Well… she has you there Cee. We never make appointments to see each other.

CeeCee replied I know, but Toni never comes over this early… unless there’s a problem or something dealing with work.

Iri pulled out one of the six high back blue bar stools and sat down to enjoy her morning coffee,and said Damn I smell!

Cee shook her head unphased and snickered saying That’s just nasty.

Iri looked at Cee and laughed saying I love the look on Bo’s face after that remark!

She finished her coffee, stood, and said I believe I better hit the shower. then jokingly continued Any of you two care to join me? As a smile widened on her face.

Once again Cee shook her head in disbelief and exclaimed You really need to wash your mind along with that body of yours …..you’re foul.

Iri laughed and headed to the second floor where Cee’s private bath was.

Cee looked to Bo, who still had her mouth open in shock from Iri’s comments, and asked So what’s up?

Toni, with a quirky smile replied Nothin’… I can’t just pop in to see my sister?

Cee leaned back on the counter with a look distrust and quickly retorted Well… I know we haven’t gotten along in the past… but, I noticed you waited for Iri to go upstairs to talk… so what’s wrong, ya’ know I’m here for ya’.

Toni stared into her coffee before shaking her head and looking up, saying No, no… I really just wanted to take a drive. She smiled, and returned to her coffee.

Cee, with a twist in her lip, replied Suure…right… So you left poor Shelly, your dog, man’s best friend, all alone while you took a nice little drive just to see us… and become mute… okay. She smirked and sipped her coffee in satisfaction.

Bo, with a look of defeat, calmly stated in a meek voice Yup… ya’ caught me. She let out a long drawn out sigh and continued. Can you keep a secret?

Cee widened her eyes taken aback and replied quickly Of-of course I can, you know that!

Toni with a long drawn breath answered It has to deal with Lana Wolfbangor…

CeeCee, astounded exclaimed Our Top Operative in Germany’s BND?

Toni nodded her head yes.

CeeCee continued Ummm…okay… what about her?

Bo rolled her eyes and expressed Well…it’s kinda’ a long story.

Cee moved her hands in a continuing motion as if to say ‘get on with it.’ and said, Well tell me about it!

Right before Bo was about to explain she heard Iri’s footsteps nearing the stairs, and quickly whispered Can I… give you a call later?

Cee merely nodded and continued to finish her coffee, which no longer had steam rising from it.

Toni, with a smile, hugged Cee and headed for the side door. Toni walked to her CJ5 and climbed in, bringing the engine to a roar.

Iri walked down the stairs still drying her hair looked at Cee and asked Where the hell’s Toni?

Cee replied with an overly friendly smile She went home to check on Shelly.

Iri finishing drying her hair stated …Alright…?

Iri continued You up to bullshittin’ for awhile?

Cee Sure… my chores can wait a bit.

Iri retorted sarcastically Chores? What are you gonna’ do chase the only speck of dust in the house around?

Cee, with a look of dismay, said I’m not that fanatical am I?

Iri answered in a cynical voice Yeah! Yes you are! This house is always spotless and you insist it’s dirty! You have to chill your clean machine sometimes or you’re gonna’ suck the rugs up in your vacuum one of these days!

Cee Please …am I really that bad?

Iri looked to CeeCee, smiled, and took a stool at the table waiting for her sister to serve her another cup of coffee saying black please with a full toothed grin.

Cee put a twist to her lip Ya’ know you’re like a spoiled brat! As if I don’t know how you take your coffee after all these years.

Iri, sitting, leaned her busty body over the table putting her head in her hands I just love that your such a great big sis that’s all in a whimsical voice.

Cee brought the mugs of coffee to the table and sat down to talk Ya’ know… you are a little kid sometimes. Then reiterated Wait what am I sayin’?….Sometimes? …ALL the time!

Iri sat up taking a sip of her coffee and looked to Cee with puppy dog eyes saying But you know you love me.

CeeCee, smiling, said with her elbow on the table scratching the back of her head Well what’s up?

Iri putting her hands to the table, cup still in hand replied Did you hear of the new innovations in the communication field?

Cee Are you referring to the Borg type implants being developed for visual and phone use?

Iri Yeah! I think that would make it so much more convenient for you instead of that Bluetooth shit you’re always walking around with.

Cee Ya’ kidding me!?

Iri No… seriously! Think about it. You could be in touch with anybody at anytime just by thinking it, and on missions you wouldn’t need a headset.

Cee It’s bad enough that you three are in constant contact with me on a daily basis, I don’t need you literally inside my head!

Iri answered jokingly Oh come on! What are we gonna’ do ruin a wet dream?

Cee exclaimed Maybe!

Iri, upon hearing CeeCee’s answer, spewed a bit of her coffee onto the table in astonishment You …A wet dream?! That’ll be the day.

Cee What! Okay, okay, we’ve been friends since what? Preschool? You think I don’t have dreams about men! Just because I don’t think about them 24-7 doesn’t mean …

Iri broke into CeeCee’s sentence You’re just so …so much a clean freak and lady…. I just never could envision you having a dirty thought!

Cee shook her head in dismay We’ve always looked over the boys for years, and what? Now you think I’m celibate!?

Iri, getting back on the topic of technology, continued I just figured you might have had the least bit of interest in the advances. There is a lot of advantages to the tech Cee.

CeeCee replied I’m not sayin’ there isn’t advantages to not having to physically wear telecommunications, but I’m not having anyone open up this superior brain with a knife!

Iri finished her coffee rolling her eyes at Cee’s latest statement and said Now you’re being pompous… Your IQ isn’t much higher than mine… Einstein.

CeeCee Yeah you wish mine was as low as Einstein’s!

While finishing her coffee she began to laugh and stood up to take the cups to the sink saying I know you’re a genius girl. That’s why I love to debate ideas with you when you’re not trying to play the big dumb bleach blonde you try to portray to every man alive.

Iri I do not!

Cee Yes you do!

Iri stood up and walked to the sink where Cee was washing the mugs. She put her arms around her sister cupping Cee’s breasts while pushing her hips into Cee’s rear as her frame towered over Cee. Shocked by Iri’s action, she almost dropped the cup in the sink.

Startled she tried to turn to Iri who jokingly whispered in a sensual voice in her ear You know I only have eyes for you.

CeeCee pulled her head away from Iri’s lips and placed the cup in the sink saying You idiot you almost made me break your cup! She wriggled to turn to face with her sister who still had her pinned against the counter and said Would you back up!?

Iri taking a step back looked down at Cee with a smile I’m just kiddin’.

She turned to pick up her black leather form fit bomber jacket and studded leather mini purse and asked Cee I’m going over to Miki’s for brunch, you wanna’ come?

Cee still shocked by Iri’s actions answered Nah, I have a ton of cleaning to do, and I still haven’t finished all the paperwork from our last time out. referring to the Angels mission in Russia.

Iri Don’t kill yourself with paperwork Cee… Oh and by the way… Your house is immaculate ….What cleaning could you possibly have to do? She asked with a snicker.

CeeCee replied You know me, I always have to be doing something here or else I feel like I’ve done nothing.

Iri gave CeeCee a kiss on the cheek and said Ya’ know you’re always welcome to come up to Manhattan with me if ya’ change your mind.

Cee smiled and answered Yeah I know… always appreciated, but I still got a lot to do.

With that Iri strutted out of the house and hopped into her beautiful silver CTS convertible. She waved goodbye to CeeCee as she headed off to pick up the Parkway and take the long trip up the backbone of Jersey to New York City.

CeeCee straightened the few disturbed pillows on the Chez lounge in her dining room, and then headed up her massive wooden staircase, to her bedroom for a well deserved shower. She took off her jogging suit, neatly placed them in the hamper, and walked into the shower.

Cee opened the glass door and reached in turning on the hot water. As the shower water heated, it caressed her while washing away the aftermath of her morning run.

She pondered as to what ToniBo might say when she receives the phone call later. As the water seemed to play a melody, dancing off her glistening skin, she began to relax and sing a soft song in the most angelic of voices.

Chapter 2

Government Affairs

IN AN AMPLE SIZED Spartan styled office, within a division of the CIA’s headquarters, in Washington, DC, Bruce DaBear and Paul Skill, the top two agents of the CIA, were discussing the activities of the previous night out. DaBear, though not a tall man, made up for his lack in height with his muscular figure, and at the age of forty looked half his age. Their beautiful Native American junior partner, Lisa Lightfoot, sat at her small desk facing the two listening to the two bickering like schoolgirls at a high school event as per usual.

DaBear, with a stroke of his goatee and a rub of his clean shaven head, pointed to Paul with a question So is Margie as wild as the pool says?

Paul, a tall thinly built classy blonde haired man, stroked his oddly rectangular shaped beard in defense and replied snidely Do you need to know every dirty detail whenever I go out on a date?

DaBear, while walking over to see what Lisa was typing cockily retorted, No… it’s just you hardly ever do! So I thought you’d either come in here on cloud nine or crawl back into your corner.

Paul answered back wittily Just because I don’t sleep with every informant I deal with…

Bear interrupted What do you mean EVERY!? You don’t sleep with any of them ya’ dud!

At that Lisa let out the slightest of snickers.

Paul looked to Lisa with a glare as she wiped the smirk from her face and engulfed herself in her typing again.

Paul looked to DaBear Funny Bear. Now you have Lisa on your side?

Lisa stopped her typing and with a nervous plea answered I’m not on either side!… I’m Switzerland!… I didn’t know we had sides here Paul!

DaBear, looking over Lisa’s shoulder with his hand on the back of her chair, told Paul See, now you have her panties all in a knot.

Paul exclaimed Lis ….I’m just joshin’ ya’. You’ve been with us for a year and still don’t know this happens every morning?

DaBear walked back over to his desk, and sat down in his high back black leather chair. You know, she’s still trying to just get the job down Paul.

Then, looking to Lisa, Bear told her in a calming voice Don’t take any of what we say seriously, when it’s not work related…. We always bust on each other. It keeps the sanity in this insane job.

Lisa looked to Bear and nodded her head and continued working.

Paul, getting to serious matters, looked to Bear Aight’…About our source in Europe Speaking of Lana Wolfbangor, their informant, She’s falling short on her expertise. A couple of months ago she had more information then Ivana, but now she’s completely lost it. I think if she keeps up at her current down swing I may have to look elsewhere for any info out of the area!

DaBear leaned back in his chair, placed his feet on the desk and pondered to himself, running through all of his and Paul’s informants, who provided the much needed information for AngelsInc. Deeper in concentration and thought the names popped into the foreground, like the opening gunshot at a horse race, Ivana Krenchenko, Russia, Lana Wolfbangor, Germany, Jeanette Fabre, France, Devi Basala, India, Gabi Dura, Israel, Jane Jones, United Kingdom, and Kiki Yomata, Japan. But out of all of them Ivana remained the best of the best, and always will be.

DaBear came to from his deep concentration and answered Have you contacted Lana yet to find the problem?

Paul replied I tried to pry it out of her, but my impression is that she’s found her dream girl, but …

Bruce paused then exclaimed GIRL?

Paul Yeah… She’s a lesbian Bear!

Paul paused, then looked awkwardly towards Bruce and continued You did know that didn’t you?

Lisa, finished with her report, sat back in her chair to listen to the two.

Paul asked Let me guess, you tried hitting on her and didn’t get anywhere huh?

Lisa began to giggle under her breath.

DaBear looked at her harshly, making Lisa become silent, then he said to Paul in a mouse like manner …Maybe. I always wondered what was up with that girl.

Paul looked to Lisa and claimed Don’t let him intimidate you. He thinks he can get in any woman’s pants but believe me ….he ain’t that good.

Paul looked to Bear Don’t frighten the poor child!

Lisa CHILD?! I’m twenty-one Paul.

Paul answered I’m sorry… It’s just that you’re still new and so young. I’m not trying to offend you. But God… its better than being as old as dirt like Bruce.

Lisa began to laugh as Bear answered Dirt! Dude forty isn’t over the hill. It just means I’m experienced and knowledgeable.

At that Paul gave out a chuckle I was your assistant in the FBI Bruce, and I’m not a youngin’ anymore ….you’re getting aged my man.

DaBear replied slyly Like a fine wine. with a grin upon his face.

DaBear motioned his hand in a way that Paul knew meant that they were going to talk about a touchy subject regarding their work with the Angels. Paul waved his hand towards DaBear in a way that told him to proceed, and flipped the switch on their jamming device, as to avoid any unwanted listeners from recording the conversation.

Bear asked Paul When did Lana become so aggressive in her work? You said she was pumping out info like Ivana!

Paul answered I don’t know exactly when, but maybe around the Fall last year. Then about a month or two ago she started a spiraling downward . Now she barely has anything, and seems lost.

Bruce, in a pondering manner, stated Fall you say?

Yeah. Paul replied.

Bear Hmmm… that’s just after Cee’s little get together

Lisa exclaimed That party rocked!

Paul looked to Lisa putting his index finger over his mouth in a shushing motion.

Lisa I didn’t say a word!

I know, just don’t get too excited and slip. Paul said to her.

Lisa Okay! I know. Just ….well ….it did. I was happy I was finally included with you two. That’s all.

Bear looked to her and said Well that’s just the beginning. You’ll be included with our activities from now on. You’re trustworthy Lisa. That’s the best compliment I could ever give, and plus the sisters appreciate your contributions and think you’re cool too.

Lisa Awesome! I hoped they would let me in the little circle they have. I’ll keep it to the three of us, don’t worry.

At that moment Lisa stood up, stretched and said I’m going for coffee, anybody want some?

DaBear leaned back in his chair, and pointed to the coffee pot on the cabinet at the back of the room.

Lisa NO. Real coffee! I’m buying and flying. So just let me know yes or no, and if there’s any special orders.

Paul answered Sure, latte please with a smile.

Bear said sarcastically to Paul Oh… latte please.

Paul flipped Bear the bird as Lisa started to laugh.

Black with a little cream Lis’ Bear asked her.

With her orders in, Lisa grabbed her fur trimmed brown leather jacket, headed out the door, and shouted back Be back in a few.

With Lisa gone Bear and Skill continued their discussion of Lana.

Bear asked Do you think that maybe it had anything to do with her at the party?

Skill answered You know, she did seem to leave abruptly in the middle of it.

DaBear, with a concerned look on his face, twisted his jaw to bite his left cheek Didn’t Bop leave right after she did?

Skill Yeah, come to think of it…Toni did leave unusually earl. You don’t think those two hooked up do you?

No way! Bop?…Huh… But I have to admit she does have a way of pissing people off. Bear responded.

Skill replied She is quite the hulk of a woman. Maybe Lana thought she had the look.

Again DaBear’s face twisted, looking skyward to wrinkle his forehead, replied I could talk with Moo, and see what she suspects. She does have the in on the others, and could dig a little deeper to see if there was possibly a misunderstanding between the two.

Paul I could go to Ocean City and talk with her if you’re too busy.

Bruce nodded in agreement That might be a good idea. I heard Arnie is coming over from Quantico to discuss some matter the FBI caught wind of, so I might be stuck here till doomsday with that clown. If he doesn’t tie us down all day with his glory years I’ll go see her, but you may have to if he gets winded.

Paul got up from his chair to walk over to the door Arnie’s coming here? I haven’t seen him in years!

When Paul was a probie at the FBI, where he and DaBear met, Arnold Murphy and DaBear were the senior partners. Now Murphy has risen to the Chief Administrator of the FBI, and keeps an open line with DaBear to coordinate information to help the Angels.

Paul said to DaBear If he gets to talking like he does, I’ll keep him here and you can head to Jersey. Plus, Lisa will get a kick out of his jokes, and he’ll probably scare the shit out of her with that arm of his. he said with a laugh.

DaBear Okay, I’ll go up there then and see what she has to say about the whole Lana deal then.

While the two were agreeing on who was going to head up to Ocean City to talk to CeeCee the door swung open and Lisa came in bearing the gift of ‘real’ hot coffee.

The room quickly filled with the aroma of the drinks. Lisa placed the coffee she bought for DaBear on his desk.

As she walked over toward Paul, DaBear rose out of his chair and stated Well, I’d better be going before Arnie decides to show up.

As he reached for his cup the door to the office opened and Murphy walked into their office.

DaBear Ahh shit!

Arnold looked to him with a concerned look Nice to see you too Bruce!

Bear, picking up his coffee, reiterated No no, not that I didn’t want to see you T2! I just have to head up to Jersey and didn’t want to seem rude leaving as soon as you arrived.

Paul, taking his coffee from Lisa, commented to Bear "Right! you lyin’ sack of shit. You know you didn’t wanna’ see