They got back into the Sunday morning central Asian air and
headed back up and onward, Kit and the girls getting some sleep
after just a bit of sex, Jas and Sage joining in, first things always
first in their realm. And that helped relax Kit, Jess changing his
bandages after.
        Gena and Will were starting their descent into Yumen when
our sojourners woke, and Flece jumped up and into the captain's
seat to make the landing, the guys not having to suggest it twice.
        "Ah yes...Yumen..." Flee announced as she taxied them in,
"...that jewel of a city on the North edge of the Tibetan Plateau, out
in the middle of nowhere, South of Mongolia, on the 100th meridian
and still, deephearts, on the 40th parallel...."
        "You men," Jess called it, giving Kit a kiss. It was going on 6
PM there, and 6 AM Sunday in D.C., 4 AM at Monument. The
soul music was moving into gospel - hundreds of singers were on
the stages sounding all seraphimy and cherubimy. "He Wouldn't Lift
You Up To Let You Down" they were singing in D.C. And Sting
was in London doing "If I Ever Lose My Faith In You".
        "O, I love that one, Hotey...how 'bout you?" Jess asked, and
he got in a nod before she kissed him, whispering after, into an ear,
"I'll never lose my faith in you."
        They got Pute right onto the modem. The suits in the
Cheyennes were heading into Islamabad, back in Pakistan, and the
Hercules was even further back in Turkmenistan. Our travelers
shared a big dinner at the airport restaurant after cleaning up in the
restrooms, giving a 2-star "mo-bile" rating. Had Chinese food.
Talked over plans. Then they were on to Beijing and our guys got
another two hours sleep before they were taxiing in at nightfall.
        The airport was security maximus, even the computers having
some challenge on clearances. So Jess called Hua. Well, he was darn
excited to hear she was in the city again and invited them to his house,
telling her he would send a car. She told him of the White House
threat about seeing him again, then added, "but, so what, right?" And
Hua laughed.
        The WPG World "Picnic" was going on around the planet then,
primarily in the capitol cities - all the food and bev were compliments
of the G (a lot of it donated). And Beijing was no exception, the
Chinese government having made that concession to Arnie, who was
getting the revolution fed amidst the organizing.
        Buz and Savvy had successfully made their first run into
Chechnya and were on their way to Odessa with refugees, Puter told
them.
        Then they learned from Sundance that the Prez had found out
that the funding for the black ops group had come out of veterans'
health funds. And that had gotten the commander in chief
extraordinarily furious and working personally on shutting those suits
and operatives down.
        The Execs were conducting business like the "rail thang",
dispatching stars with WPG forces everywhere around the orb,
concentrating on the twenty something areas where conflict was
ongoing, plus focusing on China. The "Hague Spirit" was starting its
third revolution around the globe and was being called a "tidal wave
of sanity" by journalistic pundits. (You know journalists - our pre-
historians; the pundits being the more highly paid.) Anyway, it was
a very historic historical moment, they were concurring.
        Willy Jeff was on the horn to other G7 leaders (yes, G8 now,
of course). He was all fired up and right on in the argument, way into
that D.C. morning, and maybe even a little torqued, considering the
black ops imbroglio sticking in his craw. The leaders were asking
what got his mind to thinking of going with the WPG, being the last
of the G7 not committed to it as yet, besides the country with the
most to lose militarily. So Bill went on about the story of Sarajevo
"...and the kids - the young women - and others...and all the stars
and the rest who were putting their lives out there everywhere...."
And the leaders agreed with him, and they all talked on about how
to get Russia and China on board.
        Well, the guys had to sell some stock to cover their bills of late,
so they had Pute and Cy figure up the specific sales to send in for
Monday morning. Then they sent some more bucks to Save The
Children, Feed The Children and the WPG. They figured it might
be best to send Gena and Will North with the jet, up into North Air
routes. If the suits chased the plane, they could get NA pilots to
relieve the guys and just keep flying. Gen and Will were up for it,
and Jess made them each take a jewel. And their "see ya's" were
plenty emotionally packed when the car arrived at the Lear out on
the ramp to take them to Hua's and, in the dark, and with the jet
blocking the view to offices, they got out of there pretty much
unobserved. Jess slipped $5oo each to the refuelers, asking them to
forget what they saw, Jasmine interpreting for her. And they said
that they would.
        Our guys observed pockets of fighting and demonstrations on
the way to Hua's, the fighting upsetting Jess some. Hua was
effusively warm when they met again, and they got right down to
specifics on the revolution and summed up that there was going to
have to be a change in China's leadership, and it became apparent
that Hua might be the guy acceptable to a large enough majority, as
he fielded phone calls and staff comings and goings. So they started
on a plan together.
        Jess and Kit checked in with Pute at a point when Hua was on
the phone with China's President. The Cheyenne crews had taken
the bait: after refueling in Beijing, they were on to Siberia, in pursuit
of the Lear, logically thinking that the guys were headed back to the
states. The Herc and its "cargo" had been reassigned to Kashmir to
ignite hostilities there. But Willy Jeff's authority was catching up to
all of them.
        After working on things for hours with Hua and staff, the
guys wanted to go find and meet with the revolutionary leaders, to
test Hua's acceptance. The Minister offered a car and, within an
hour, our three, with Sage and Jas's help, found Hon Ni! They
had one very spirited reunion, then Hon Ni took them right to the
leaders whom they were looking for.

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