Whitey

Whitey kept hounding my friend John and I, "I've got someone you guys have to meet." We left the Lowe's in a cab, and were dropped off In front of Monaco Harbor. Whitey seemed to know where he was going we arrived. Sunning on the second deck of this yacht, topless, was as Brigitta, a six foot blonde beauty from Norway. Soon we would meet her boy friend Doug Morden. Whitey warned us to be on our best behavior. Doug was an international clebrity, a mercenary, and connected with M-5, Britains Secret Service. Morden was one of the sponsors of the Arrow's racing team. Doug and I hit it off from the very beginning. Doug invited Whitey, John and I to another 70 foot yacht, for a small get together the next day. Whitey filled us in on Doug's background. As part of a clandestine mini killing team hired by the South African government to kill Islamist terrorist, infiltrating the hill sides surrounding the South African capital. Government helicopters would fly Doug and two other mercenaries, the trio would be dropped off on a steep hillside, take up residence, kill terrorists on their way to "mayhem." After killing them, Doug and his merry men would collect guns, ID's, clothing, boots, stash them In carry bags, Thirty six hours later they $250,000 for services rendered. Not bad for working part time each month. With all that information in hand, the next day we cabbed over the back wall of Monte Carlo Harbor, found Doug slip, boarded at the rear deck, and Doug asked us to take a seat at a large oval table. We were joined by Ringo Starr and George Harrison. Not only did we learn that Mr. Morden was an M-5 mercenary but a luminary of the stars. Plenty of laughs talking about conquests, and Formula One racing. I met Stringer on a beautiful day in Monte Carlo. It was the beginning of the Monaco Grand Prix. Whitey Littlefield, Frank Sinatra's right hand man was part of a group of 12 avid Formula One junkies that were heavily invested in Formula One Racing. We settled in at the Lowe's Hotel, at the famous curve before F-1 cars entered the tunnel. Past the tunnel were grandstands and beautiful Monte Carlo Harbor. Yachts were plenty, Saudi Kings, and wealth permiated the racing circuit. The Monaco Grand Prix was the pinnacle of professional car racing. Whitey kept hounding my friend John and I, "I've got someone you guys have to meet." We left the Lowe's in a cab, and were dropped off In front of Monaco Harbor. Whitey seemed to know where he was going we arrived. Sunning on the second deck of this yacht, topless, was as Brigitta, a six foot blonde beauty from Norway. Soon we would meet her boy friend Doug Morden. Whitey warned us to be on our best behavior. Doug was an international clebrity, a mercenary, and connected with M-5, Britains Secret Service. Morden was one of the sponsors of the Arrow's racing team. Doug and I hit it off from the very beginning. Doug invited Whitey, John and I to another 70 foot yacht, for a small get together the next day. Whitey filled us in on Doug's background. As part of a clandestine mini killing team hired by the South African government to kill Islamist terrorist, infiltrating the hill sides surrounding the South African capital. Government helicopters would fly Doug and two other mercenaries, the trio would be dropped off on a steep hillside, take up residence, kill terrorists on their way to "mayhem." After killing them, Doug and his merry men would collect guns, ID's, clothing, boots, stash them In carry bags, Thirty six hours later they $250,000 for services rendered. Not bad for working part time each month. With all that information in hand, the next day we cabbed over the back wall of Monte Carlo Harbor, found Doug slip, boarded at the rear deck, and Doug asked us to take a seat at a large oval table. We were joined by Ringo Starr and George Harrison. Not only did we learn that Mr. Morden was an M-5 mercenary but a luminary of the stars. Plenty of laughs talking about conquests, and Formula One racing.