Brian hung up the phone, his face grave as he turned to Paul beside him, "Jack just called, we are heading to Iraq."
"What for?"
"To help Jethro seize territory, it's simply 'obey and live, defy and be eradicated.'"
"What? So soon? Weren't we supposed to collect the money first? We don't have time to implement our plan."
Rubbing his hands vigorously, Brian whispered, "Jack wants to take Woody to Iraq. Having a doctor around feels safer, so he needs someone to replace Woody until the doctor arrives. That's when we can head out."
"A new doctor? When will they arrive?"
"Should be soon, tonight at the earliest, tomorrow at the latest."
"That's still tight on time," Paul frowned, "Where did he find this doctor, and how good are they?"
"Supposedly top-notch. Jack spent two million US Dollars for a favor, reliable, in all aspects."
"Two million? That's too costly! It's just about treating some injuries, not battlefield surgery, how could it cost so much?"
