Mortal Gods: ‘The White Supremacists’

Paul Hair

Via me at Virtual Pulp:

Cohen unfolded the note and smoothed it out. He placed it as flat as he could get it on the rock that had been covering it. He tapped the message into his phone as he silently read it.

Intelligence finally located Baghdadi and Jubouri, and a few other leaders of the revived Islamic State of Iraq and the Levant. Just outside of Ramadi. They’re guarded by superhumans. First time we’ve ever seen this. So we’ve made the decision to deploy our own superhumans in a special task force. First time using them against ISIL. Operation will take place tomorrow.

He finished and burned the note. He stood up and his phone rang. TransparNet, the British anti-secrecy organization.

“Better be quick,” he said. The flames consumed the note. He kicked dirt on it with his sandal, soiling the toes of his sock in the process.

“Why? You get something else?” the TransparNet contact asked.

“Yeah. It’s huge and I gotta write the story right away. I mean like before the end of the business day. And it’s going to take me some time to get back to the office since traffic is picking up. Going to be The Times’s biggest story yet exposing the war against ISIL.”

“Someone inside the government leaked me something huge too,” the TransparNet contact said. “Cache of videos detailing U.S. forces killing insurgents.”

“And?” Cohen asked.

“They’re grisly. Looks like more war crimes from our hero American troops. At least, I can’t imagine how they couldn’t be.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” Cohen sneered, rubbing the dirt off his sock. “Can’t wait to see what you have. But I’ve to go right now. I have to get this article in or in. Otherwise I’m going to miss my chance to expose what this fascist country is about to do next.” . . .

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