James (Teumessian Trilogy Book 2) Read Free Page A

as he crossed his arms.
    Behind the whiteboard stood two men, watching the new recruits through the two-way mirror installed within the chalkboard.
    “So, these are the candidates?” the sandy blonde haired man asked the other.
    “Yes, all their applications check out along with transcripts, except for one.” The shorter grey haired man replied.
    “John, please tell me why we have a candidate in this room who does not check out with the rest. Which one is he?”
    “Ray, it’s that one.” John said, pointing to James sitting in the middle of the room.
    “Give me his file.” Ray reached out toward John.
    John quickly shuffled through the pile of files he was holding and found James’s file. “We have very little on him, but his addition came from the top,” he said as he handed it to Ray.
    Ray opened the file and looked at the two pages in front of him. “Where is the rest of his file?” Ray asked annoyed.
    “That’s what I was trying to say. We have no information on him other than his birth certificate and a letter from the President adding him to the list,” John replied.
    “So the President of the United States wanted James Gold added to the program but gave us no information as to why?” Ray asked.
    “I looked up the boy on the internet. It appears as though his father was a big timer in the military. He was killed by one of his men about sixteen years ago. It made the boy an orphan,” John replied.
    “Daddy was a big shot, so the boy gets preferential treatment. Find anything else out?” Ray questioned.
    “He graduated top of his high school class, so he has to be smart and he at least looks like he can handle himself.”
    Ray was staring at the birth certificate, “It lists no mother. This is looking fishy. Keep an eye on the boy. I don’t care who his father was, he may be trouble.” Ray closed the file and handed it to John.
    “Okay, let’s get to work,” he said as he exited the room and into the hallway. Ray walked straight to the classroom door, straightened his black tie and brushed off his black suit. He pulled open the door and stepped into the classroom. As he did, all the candidates sat up straight in their chairs.
    “Welcome to day one. You have all been brought here to join us in building the future of the Central Intelligence Agency. I am Raymond Clayton and you will report directly to me. You will be trained in linguistics. Communication is the key to our future. You will also receive various weapons trainings as part of your education.” James was directly in Ray’s eye line. He couldn’t look away from James. Why is this boy here? He kept thinking to himself.
    Ray was distracted by a raised hand to his left, he turned to look at Elliot, “Yes, and your name please?” Ray said calmly.
    “Elliot Mont. Sir, we are here to become interpreters?” Elliot asked.
    “Yes, that is your role here. Do you not wish to continue with the CIA?” Ray asked.
    “No, sir. I just wanted to make sure I understood,” Elliot said.
    “Does anyone else wish to ask questions? Because I will tell you, it is best to do as you are told and not to question.” Ray said firmly as he looked around the room. He made eye contact with James again. James didn’t look away from Ray, just stared back. James was listening and watching, it was what he did best. It was how he learned.
    ‘Why is the CIA training interpreters?’ He wondered to himself. That made no sense to James, especially interpreters that can handle weapons.
    “Then you will each be called one by one for your first assessment,” Ray said as he reached out to John who had followed him into the room. “John Alfred here will be in charge of your education. You will each master four languages, Russian, Standard Chinese, Spanish, and Arabic. The ability to master the spoken and written form of these languages will be the primary basis of your assessments. However, today you will get to have a meeting with the psychologist to make sure