"Major I know we have. Let me tell you here and now that Jane, Dr. Brown, does not have a cloaking device or ever have had. She is working on a way to make fabric to look and feel like other fabric but it is in the mind thought phase only and she is not sure it can be done." Lisa said, "So Major, what do we do? More importantly, who in the household is on the payroll? The NSA is good but Dr. Mann of Homeland knows things that only someone already inside would know."
"No one mentioned someone on the inside. All I can think of is to deliver the A-10 as ordered, get invited in, we three flush the bugs, and sit down to discuss it somewhere out of earshot of the others," The man replied.
"I think we catch up to Dr. Brown and land with her at her next fuel stop." Lisa replied.
"How about you land and meet with her alone Captain. An A-10 landing at a civie airport raises eyebrows. I can get away with it once but again? No, I'll just meet you too at your home late this evening." He said as he moved to get back in the fighter. Lisa decided to wait a minute or two before taking off herself. It took Lisa the better part of two hundred miles to catch up to Jane once more and as soon as the other woman landed, she followed her in.
Parking behind in line behind Jane so as to top off her fuel, Lisa got out and walked up to her mistress as she stood fueling the plane. "Mistress we need to talk," Lisa said.
"I was wondering when you would show up," Jane replied. "I thought I saw you when I filled up last time. So what am I doing wrong?"
"It's not that," Lisa replied. She passed on what the major had told her and then asked, "What do we do Mistress?"
"When you have a wolf by the ears there is no safety to be found in holding on or letting go." Jane replied. She smiled at Lisa's confusion so added, "There is no good answer little one. It seems I will never be able to come up with it and even if I did, our little mole will report what I want her to report."
"You still think there is one?" Lisa asked.
"I know there is one Lisa. Your Major said so without saying so. He may feel some protective feelings towards you but he draws his check from uncle sugar. He replied as he was expected to reply. What worries me is was he ordered to talk to you to gain our trust?" she got out her cell and called Susan, "Hey pet. We will be home this evening. I want everyone to be nude and all the clothes put up when we arrive." She listened to Susan for a moment and added, "I am expecting some company tonight and I want him stripped the moment he comes in. You and Kimmy will do the honors. Love you too baby," Jane said after another pause. She hung up and looked at Lisa, "That takes care of any bugs he may want to spread."
"You think it's Susan or Kimmy don't you mistress," Lisa asked shocked. "How could you? They are your strongest supporters."
Jane moved to fill the other wing tank as she replied, "I admit I at first thought it was Susan but I have known her longest and know she would die before betraying me. Kimmy is the same way. There is only one girl I haven't known since college. I bet Margret is the one who has been pumping others for information on me."
"My I deal with her mistress? Please?" Lisa begged. She hated Margret from the moment she met the stuck up bitch when she and Carol arrived. However, it was not her place to judge or be anything but nice to anyone her mistress brings home.
"No pet, I have a plan for her. I could have her wander off one evening and never return. However, a better idea is to use her to feed info I want fed to uncle." Jane said as she paid for her fuel. "Next stop, we drop this one off right?"
"Yes Jane, it's about two hundred miles unless you get lost." Lisa smiled. "So far you are doing fine but remember to keep focused." After a hug and quick kiss, Lisa watched Jane take off. She turned to her plane and began the slow process of refilling the twin engine aircraft. She was more than tempted to call Susan and let her deal with the traitorous bitch. Had she not asked permission first Jane might have forgiven her rash action. However, she made the mistake of asking first.
It took her nearly a hundred miles to catch up with Jane and as before she took up station about a mile back and five hundred feet above. By the time they landed to turn in the single engine plane, she decided that mistress was being too nice and that Margret was going to have an accident. After they had moved everything over to her plane and Jane was in the right hand seat, she said, "Jane while that one was nice and simple. This aircraft is much more complicated. She began the process of explaining the differences between a single engine and duel engine aircraft.
Jane was excited and once Lisa gave her the okay, took off. Once they were in the air she opened it up and between the digital displays and speed three times as fast as the trainer she had been in found she would be home in under an hour. "My god this is wonderful. She flies like a dream and I love the auto pilot." She said as she leaned back and relaxed.
"She is nice Jane but what are you going to do if," Lisa reached out and turned off the autopilot. "The autopilot crashes?"
Unlike the single engine, this aircraft was not loaded evenly and nosed down the moment Lisa turned off the autopilot. Jane panicked and grabbed the control yoke and pulled back sharply. That put the aircraft in a sharp climb and before she could calm down enough to level her off, climbed nearly one thousand feet. Slowly returning to the assigned one thousand feet above sea level she looked at Lisa and said, "That was a nasty trick to pull."
"What is the cardinal rule Jane?"
"Always be focused," Jane replied returning her attention to the task of flying. "Point taken Lisa."
"Autopilot is there to allow you to rest your arms. It is not there to rest your mind Jane." Lisa said calmly. "Beep, beep, beep... warning light on engine one is lit. What are you going to do?"
Jane looked towards the first engine on her left side. "Cutting fuel flow and feathering the prop," Jane said as she turned off the fuel to the first engine and as it died, feathered the prop so it would create the least amount of drag. Although the Baron was now flying on one engine, it was able to continue without too much problem. "Do I declare an emergency and land at the nearest airport?"
"Land at the nearest airport as soon as possible." Lisa paused and then asked, "What did the engine gauges say?"
"I didn't look at them," Jane replied sheepishly.
"Like a warning light on a car, one on an aircraft only says there is something wrong. You must look at the gauges to see what the problem is. It may be something as simple as a little air in the fuel line or as bad as a fire. It is up to you to decide what to do. Jane, you must make an informed decision." She walked Jane though the process of restarting the engine and they continued. "Rule number two, always check your gauges. They are your eyes about the condition of the aircraft."
Jane nodded, she realized that greater the number of engines the better the aircraft flies. The number of engines raise the chance of something going wrong while giving a safety margin the same time. The rest of the flight they discussed the pros and cons of the electronic displays instead of the old fashioned analogue ones. Flying over their house Jane noticed the A-10 thunderbolt already parked out by the hanger and her jet missing. "Where's my jet?" she asked Lisa.
"It could be in the hanger mistress. Worry about landing and not other things." Lisa replied.
She found it harder to land without any markers she was used to seeing, "Note, make damn sure the runway is painted properly Lisa. See to it the first thing in the morning." Jane said. She was went around several times but couldn't bring herself to land. Finally, she said, "I can't do it Lisa. Please bring us in."
"Third rule, realize when you are over your head." Lisa said, "I have the controls," she added as she took control of the plane. Expertly she lined up and landed it. Pulling up to the house Lisa shut down and looked at Jane. "Mistress, may I talk to Susan and Rachel about what we found out?"
"Lisa we..." Jane stopped herself. She looked at Lisa and touched her leg, "Okay dear, talk to your sisters but Margret is off limits. Do you understand Lisa?"
"How bad a girl would someone become if one of her sisters disappeared into a hole and was accidently buried?" Lisa asked softly.
Jane turned in her seat and looked at Lisa, "I think the girl would find herself in a hole herself. Don't make me bury you or your sisters Lisa." Jane said. She turned and got out of the aircraft. She looked down the runway and saw a figure in a green flight suit and carrying a small bag walking towards them. Turning Jane said, "Come on, you can wait out here if you want as long as you remember to strip the moment you step inside. My house, my rules Lisa."
"Oh, I wasn't disagreeing mistress, I understand why," Lisa made a cupping motion with her hands, "Come on up to the house Major." The figure waved so she turned and followed Jane inside.
Inside Jane stripped down and looked at Lisa who quickly followed suit. She handed Lisa her clothes and said, "Put these in the hamper for me." Turning she walked into the living room and looked at her girls kneeling in a row. Without fail all were nude so she said, "One of you, and I already know who, is working for the government to spy on me, on us. How long do you think you would survive if I spoke your name and allowed your sisters to take their rage out on you?" She heard Lisa come up and kneel beside her. She made a mental note of the look of worry on her face and said softly, 'But that is another matter. Before then we have to deal with the current situation." She would deal with her later.
