J. Robert Kennedy - You Dont Know Jack

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The Templar Detective

The Templar Detective and the Parisian Adulteress

The Templar Detective and the Sergeant's Secret

The Templar Detective and the Unholy Exorcist

The Templar Detective and the Code Breaker

The Templar Detective and the Black Scourge

The Templar Detective and the Lost Children

The Templar Detective and the Satanic Whisper

You Don't Know Jack

The Protocol *

Brass Monkey *

Broken Dove

The Templars Relic

Flags of Sin

The Arab Fall

The Circle of Eight

The Venice Code

Pompeiis Ghosts

Amazon Burning

The Riddle

Blood Relics

Sins of the Titanic

Saint Peters Soldiers

The Thirteenth Legion

Raging Sun

Wages of Sin

Wrath of the Gods

The Templars Revenge

The Nazis Engineer

Atlantis Lost

The Cylon Curse

The Viking Deception

Keepers of the Lost Ark

The Tomb of Genghis Khan

The Manila Deception

The Fourth Bible

Embassy of the Empire

Armageddon

No Good Deed

The Last Soviet

Lake of Bones

Fatal Reunion

The Resurrection Tablet

The Antarctica Incident

The Ghosts of Paris

No More Secrets

Rogue Operator *

Containment Failure *

Cold Warriors *

Death to America

Black Widow

The Agenda

Retribution

State Sanctioned

Extraordinary Rendition

Red Eagle

The Messenger

The Defector

The Mole

The Arsenal

Payback

Infidels

The Lazarus Moment

Kill Chain

Forgotten

The Cuban Incident

Rampage

Inside the Wire

Charlie Foxtrot

Depraved Difference

Tick Tock

The Redeemer

The Colonels Wife

Sins of the Child

The Turned

Forthe victims of the new Soviet Union, same as the old.

Amicus meus, inimicus inimici mei.

My friend, the enemy of my enemy.

The missile is awaiting command,

The Russian Sarmat is ready to strike our enemy.

Its ready to carry out an order,

To turn the enemy into dust.

It has one joy,

To disturb NATOs sleep.

Withrecent events in Ukraine, the topic of strategic versus tactical nuclearweapons has become a subject of discussion, with the discourse taking ahorrifying turn where some believe the use of tactical nuclear weapons is fine.

There is a clear distinction between the two types ofweapons. Tactical nuclear weapons typically have smaller yields in the one to 50-kilotonrange, and strategic nuclear weapons usually have yields in the 100-kiloton to overone-megaton range.

Tactical nukes are meant for use on the battlefield, whereasstrategic are designed to take out large targets including cities.

To put the discussion in perspective, the bomb dropped onHiroshima that killed 70,000-135,000 people had a yield of approximately 15kilotons.

Tactical nuclear weapons are serious, barbaric weapons thatshould only be used for deterrence, not as part of modern conventional warfare.Yet there are those in Russia who are demanding their president use tacticalnuclear weapons to turn the tide on the battlefield. The current Russianpresident has threatened to employ his countrys massive nuclear arsenalagainst its enemies, though most dont believe he would be so foolish.

Yet there are those within the Russian power structure whowouldnt hesitate. The question is, what would happen should one of them decideRussias humiliation had gone on long enough, and victory must be achieved?

No matter the cost.

F SB Agent Teresa Novikov glanced over hershoulder as she rushed to the back of the server room located in the bowels ofthe Kremlin. She was a double agent, and her handler, a CIA operations officerknown only to her as Jack, grunted as he shoved against the lone door, the onlything holding back the armed guards on the other side hellbent on killing them.

A tech, still at hiskeyboard, turned toward her, his eyes bulging with fear as gunfire continued inthe corridor. Her country, their country, was going to hell, and a globalthermonuclear war could be only days if not hours away.

Because Jack stoodaccused of an unspeakable crime, committed on behalf of the Americangovernment.

The tech held up somezip-ties. You can use these.

She grabbed them then pointedto the corner where the mans partner lay unconscious. Sit.

He did and she bound hishands and feet, doing the same to his friend.

Remember, if anyoneasks, we knocked you out too. You have no idea what happened in here.

He nodded rapidly. Goodluck.

She eyed him. So, youreon our side now?

Im no fool.

Lets hope youre notthe only one.

Heavy gunfire echoedthrough the room from the doorway and Teresa spun toward the ear-shatteringsound to see Jack with the door open, an AK-74 pumping lead at their enemy, herfellow countrymen, in a last-ditch effort to gain the upper hand.

Against impossible odds.

They had managed tosurvive longer than they should, but there was no way in hell they were gettingout of this room alive.

D amn, Im sexy.

CIA Operations OfficerJackjust Jack, turned to the side, admiring his profile in the mirror.Normally, he was a jeans and t-shirt type of guyhe couldnt stand a suit andtie, but there was something about a tuxedo that just worked. If he had apersonal life, he couldnt imagine ever wearing one outside of a wedding, andif it were at a wedding, he certainly wouldnt be the groom. Not with hislifestyle. Working for Americas Central Intelligence Agency as an operationsofficer was probably one of the most dangerous jobs in the world, especiallysince he was one of their more in-demand personnel.

The powers that be forsome reason liked the fact he got the job done.

He didnt mind thedanger, in fact, he embraced it. You could get hit by a bus tomorrow ordiagnosed with terminal cancer. No one said you were guaranteed to live to 74.5years just because thats what statistics said the average person lived to. Hehad already won the lottery by being born in America, where death at childbirthwas extremely rare. In other parts of the world, he would have been lucky tosee the age of five. He could die tomorrow of natural causes or five years fromnow in a car crash like his parents had when he was a teenager.