Blown for Good - Marc Morgan Headley [71]
“You came a split second away from getting your friggin’ head cracked open, you crazy lady!” I told her.
She looked at me like I was high and said, “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Hello? There is an intruder drill happening right now! There is some dude running around the property and you are walking around all ‘Ho-de-hum’ and we almost beat the crap out of you with these flashlights,” I said, just about calmed down from the adrenaline rush you get right before you are about to bust someone up with a flashlight.
“Go back to your office and stay inside! Tony, maybe you should go with her,” I told them both.
“Okay. I will be back in a bit,” Tony said, walking off with her back towards her office.
By the time Tony got back, it was starting to get light outside. “Damn dude, what took you so long? The sun beat you back up here.”
“I had to use the restroom,” he answered defensively.
Damn, I thought to myself. I still needed to take one. I never did get to go a few hours back and now that I was thinking about it, I REALLY needed to go.
“Besides, it was a good thing I did. I called the security booth and the drill is over for now,” he added.
“Wow, dude! Thanks for telling me! You could have told me that before you took a thirty minute crap!” I said as we walked back towards our building.
We got back to the security booth and told Danny about how we almost killed Denise and asked him what the deal was.
“We found the intruder on the other side of the property when the sun started coming up,” Danny said.
“He is walking down the highway now,” Deacon added.
“Well, we’re going back to work,” we told the guards as we walked off towards our building. It was almost 7:00 a.m., so in reality, I was going to take a crap, clean up my workstation, eat breakfast and go home.
We got back to our areas and did our normal end of shift work, cleaned up and took out the trash. We went and ate breakfast and told Agnese about our lame adventures. Denise was in the dining hall and we told everyone around how we almost killed her with our flashlights. She was not amused. We got on the bus to go home and JB was our driver. JB told us that HE was the one who spotted the guy coming down from the mountain above the property while he was driving a bus in and alerted the Main Booth. Good thing he did or we would have been up at the villas indefinitely. So in the end, he never even climbed over the fence! What lame ducks the security guys were. We asked ourselves what would have happened if there actually was an intruder with all of the Keystone cops stuff they pulled with the dead batteries and no back-up guards, etc. God forbid. At least we had some fun.
Intruder Drill #3
This Intruder drill will go down in the books as the one that changed the security force forever. It was a normal Tuesday night, around 10:00 p.m. There were staff on post and it was not yet time to go home. Danny was in the security booth. Deacon was on the rover bike driving around the base. Danny saw an alarm outside the perimeter by the garage and dispatched Deacon to check it out. Deacon drove down the highway and pulled up in the area where the alarm went off. Almost 90% of the alarms they got on gates were from wind and small animals passing through. Deacon left the bike running and pointed its headlight at the fence. He saw something move by the fence. Danny called and told him the alarm had been tripped again. Deacon got off the bike, put down the kickstand and approached the fence slowly. He got up to the gate and confirmed there was nothing there. Just as he turned around to make his way back to the bike, he saw someone dressed in black drop out of the large tree by his bike, get on and take off!
“Danny, my bike has been stolen!” he shouted into the radio.
“Oh no!” was the message that Danny’s brain sent to his mouth. Just as Danny’s mouth was processing the message, his brain received a message from his eyes. Two more alarms had just gone off! One on the South side by the levee and one by the east