The good cop interrogator laughed and said "don't feel all alone Sandy I completely lost it. They gave me a nickname around here that I shall refrain from repeating. By the way what's your real name?" He asked.
"Tad....... Sandy Eperson"
Vira shook her finger at him, "Almost" she said."
"Remember if you ever have to go through an interrogation, the female of the species is the one that's poisonous. And THAT'S the moral to this story."
Sandy meet Stan Wetzel, James Hidden and this is the famous Danny O'Brian, otherwise known as Pillow Talk O'Brian. They all laughed.
The five of them walked out into a brightly lit hallway. As they walked four men dressed in all black clothing came through a door carrying sub machine guns.
"Were the hell are we," asked Tad, as they walked by.
"You are at F.B.I. head Quaters" said Pillow Talk.
They walked into the cafeteria and had a light breakfast.
After they had eaten Vera walked Tad to the gymnasium. Sandy this man is the head of hand to hand combat training. John Rowe, this is Sandy Eperson, Sandy, John. The two men shook hands Tad half way expected to be thrown on the floor or something just as painful.
John told Tad to go into the locker room and put on a sweat suit.
When he walked into the locker room he was surprised at the every day appearance of the group of men there. No one there fit his notion of an F.B.I. agent. There were no tall well groomed young men one usually pictured as F.B.I. agents. Instead were a group of men of all shapes, sizes and Nationalities.
"Hello Sandy I'm Brian I'll be your instructor here today. Find yourself some sweats over there in that cabinet and get dressed, that locker over there will be yours."
Tad picked himself out a sweat suit, went to a locker and changed. There was no conversation carried on in the locker room at all. Tad noticed a couple guys eyeing him suspiciously. He stared back and they looked away. I guess there all gun shy,they probably went through an interrogation to. You have to wonder which one is planted here to trip us up. I'll see if I can pick him out. He looked around and quickly decided it was futile. There may not even be a plant and he sure won't be wearing a sign. They all made there way to the gym.
The instructor walked up to the group and said all right we'll start off with a mile run and then a few warm up exercises. We're gonna run hard/ now's the time to have a heart attack, not when some S.S. man is chasing you. Let out a yell of some kind as we start out the door it'll help get you pumped up.
They all took off running out the door , yelling like Banshee Indians.
In a short time Tad realized that hard work was not training for running. He was unable to run the mile. He walked some and ran some. The other men in the group were shorter and lighter built than himself, they seemed to do a little better than he did. He was sure of one thing he would run and exercise from now on. He felt sure the S.S. did. He also realized it was a good thing he had not gone up against Fritz, instead of Horst. After running they did a half hour of calisthenics.
Once they had finished Brian told them they had done well. Lets go get some work done now the play is over. There were a few grunts and groans from the group.
They went back into the gym, the instructor walked to the center of the mat stopped turning to face the group. "All right you Sandy I want you to come throw me on my ass."
Tad smiled, He had been through some training in the Navy and he knew that for every move there was a counter move. He came forward the instructor brought up his guard as if to box. Tad grabbed his right arm to twist it and throw the man. The next thing he knew he was on the matte. He turned his back on Tad and said you see I weigh....... At that moment, Tad grabbed Brian from behind and felt himself flying through the air.
"As I was saying, I weigh about half of what Sandy weighs and I have know were near his strength. This is not about strength. Its about agility and speed. I have used the Oriental Art Of self defense called JU JITSU. Remember the name you will hear a lot about it in the coming years. It uses the other mans weight and strength and momentum to throw him down. Today we will practice these moves until you have them down pat. Then we will run another mile."
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