Infusion  of Evil

Sample 1
Tuesday, July 4, 2006, 8:36 P.M., Washington, D.C.

   “We need to begin immediately,” President James Stanford said, the instant he entered the Cabinet Room.  Conversations stopped in mid sentence and automatically everyone stood.  “This is a dire emergency.  We need every second.  Please be seated.”
   Twelve men and four women sat quickly; shocked by the tone of the most powerful man in the world.
   “We just received information that a terrorist attack will soon occur,” the President said as his eyes betrayed barely contained anger.  “It is likely that this action by a group called Allah’s Avenger’s involves a small nuclear device.  By midnight hundreds of thousands of our citizens will die.”  The President paused and focused his energy to deal with the gravity of the event rather than succumb to his emotions.  “We don’t have the time to bat this around and develop consensus for a course of action.  Unless we are very lucky and thwart this attack by morning, the entire country will panic.  Folks the very fabric of our great nation is at risk.”
    When an aid delivered a single sheet of paper, the President’s attention focused on the CIA Director, Howard VanEman.
    “Anything new?” the President asked.
   “No, Mr. President.  At this time, we don’t know whether it’s Washington or New York.  We’re doing all we can to find out.  Both places have huge fireworks displays tonight, and no doubt that’s where they’ll direct the attack.”
Sample 2 Audio File