BRAVO Chapter Two - (post seven)

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BRAVO Chapter Two - (post seven)

Ratz, thinks about what the Major is saying and deep down he recognises that the logic being expressed by his colleague is fairly much the same thing that he’s been trying to tell them for the last twenty years. He brings both hands up to his face and drags his fingers in a clawing motion down his cheeks. He stares straight ahead, stiffening his whole body. Finally he relaxes and turns towards the Major. “Major!” He shouts. “You Genius, You Genius! We will control the world by fear, the fear of the alien threat.” He smiles, a broad toothy grin and turning to his right he addresses Karloff. “And you? What do you think?” he asks his trusted aide.
“I agree with you, General.” Karloff replies.
“You agree with me?” General Ratz spits out the question. “I don’t want you to agree with me, I want to know what you think about The Major’s plan. I don’t want you to tell me, you fool! I want you to tell him.”
Karloff shuffles back an inch or two and regains his composure. He looks away from Ratz and speaks to the Major. “Yes Major,” he begins. “You are a genius!” He says, and touching the General on the sleeve to include him in his praise, he adds. “And General, together we will dominate the world.”

The three men are now seated at the big table. Ratz is sitting at the head and Karloff is to his left. The Major sits opposite Karloff. The Vodka is long finished and tall jugs of freshly drawn spring water with slices of lemon now dominate the highly polished surface of the giant oak table. Ratz looks refreshed and his straightened tie and buttoned jacket bear testimony to this. The General picks up the neat stack of papers that are in front of him and gently shuffles them, banging them lightly on the table. “So, you suggest we call off the attack Major, and have the aliens on display as a threat?” He looks at the Major as he speaks and stares deep into his eyes, almost forcing the Major to tell him the truth.
“Yes General” Replies the Major.
The General turns away and reapplies the stare towards Karloff. “And you! What do you say Karloff? Karloff shivers for a moment, it’s not cold in the oak panelled room but the General’s stare is freezing and he can feel it. “I agree with The Major.” He answers.
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