What if the only thing between between peace and WWIII was a ten year old run-away boy. The knowledge he posses of an al Quida attack in Jerusalem must be stopped. Well, the threat is real and that boy is Soloman Vinnetti. He must expose the plan before it is too late!
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CIA,Chapter 4 – Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Annabelle and Dolenna Vinnetti
When the call came in, Dolly was just getting out of the shower of the apartment she shared with her friend and roommate, Donna Staff.
“Damn,” she complained. “It never fails; a gal can’t even take a shower in peace. Hello, this is Dolly!
“Dolly, Tom Carter here, look, I can’t talk long, I’m on surveillance at the Pearl-International Hotel in Peshawar, Pakistan! And the one of the guys I’m watching has a young wife that can’t be more than 18-19 years old, and the two of them have a ten or eleven year old boy with them who looks to be half Italian and half Arab! And his facial features look a lot like you! It could very well be your long lost brother Solomon!”
“My God, my God! Tom, is their any way you can find out for sure?”
“I don’t know, Dolly; they met another man who is really the subject of my surveillance, a guy who is suspected to be the right hand man of Ayman al Zawahiri. Mossad knows the guy who has the boy with him only by the name of ‘The Hawk’! Oh, by the way, I’m working for Mossad; that’s the Israeli rendition of the CIA, in case you didn’t know; but anyway, he’s a professional assassin and I’m sure the other guy with him is a ‘bad ass’, also! And, I don’t even have a gun, but I’ll see what I can do!”
“Dolly made a snap decision! Look, Tom, don’t get yourself hurt! In the mean time, do the best you can. I’m flying to Peshawar as soon as I can!”
They updated cell phone numbers and other technical information before they rang off.
The story of Dolenna Vinnetti and Solomon Vinnetti has to begin with their mother, Annabelle Vinnetti.
One day in 1978, a young teenage girl of 16, whose name was Annabelle Vinnetti (who would become Dolly’s mother) was walking home from her part time job in a small town about 150 miles north of Rome, Italy. Anna’s mother had a small tomato farm a few miles south of town.
While Anna was walking along the dirt-covered road toward home, a big black car came speeding past; swerving this way and that, gravel flying in all directions. The driver was obviously drunk, high, or both!
She heard a few ‘cat-whistles’ directed her way as they careened on by. Being a beautiful young woman, she was used to being whistled at so she didn’t think anything of it.
It was a beautiful evening, so she loitered on the way home. When she got to the yard in front of her house; she was at first surprised; then scared, to see the big black car sitting there!
When she went inside the house, she was horrified! Two men were holding her mother while a third one sodomized her! She tried to pull the man who was doing it off her mother, but the man on the left smacked her so hard across the face she was knocked over a chair onto the floor!
Then the man involved in the intercourse; obviously finished, turned around buckling up his pants; said. “Why waste any more time on the mother when we’ve got this little ‘hellcat’ to play with?”
Another one chimed in. “Lets bring her with us, Buck! Lenny and the boys will want to get a piece of this one, too!”
The third guy, a big black man laughed and said, “I get ‘firsties’!”
The big black man and the one who sodomized her mother grabbed Anna and forced her out the door into the big black car. The third man stayed in the house. After being pushed into the car, Anna heard two gunshots from inside the house! Immediately she knew her mother was dead!
Three days later, the occupants of a big black car drove to a desolate spot on the Mediterranean Beach and threw out of the back door what appeared to be a battered and torn dead corps! The car barley slowed down enough to throw the body out!
It was Anna, lying twisted on the sand, the only clothes on her torn body the mini-skirt she had been wearing and a small man’s shirt; her bruised and battered breasts exposed to the noon-day sun. She could hear voices off into the distance, but could not utter a sound through her swelled lips and mouth. So she just lay there, ready to die!
It was a gorgeous and warm day in June when little 10 year-old Thomas Veristo told the nuns that he was going to take a walk on the beach to see if he could find anything of value. He was told to be home by suppertime by Mother Avella as he walked out the door of the dilapidated monastery where he and the nuns lived.
He spent the early part of the afternoon searching for ‘valuables’, finally finding a pair of tennis shoes; too big for him, but maybe one of the nuns could use them.
Then, unknown to him why, Tommy had a premonition to search along a stretch of beach he seldom went to because very few people used it; thus, less chance to find ‘treasure’!
He walked over a sand dune covered with wild oat plants and saw the horrific site of Anna’s body! Not knowing what to do, he cautiously approached the body and poked her in the side. All Anna could do was grunt, ‘uh, uh’, and open one swollen eye, but it was enough. The boy now knew she was alive!
Like all boys, (and men, too!) fascinated with female anatomy and despite her terribly bruised and swollen breasts and body; she noticed the boy stare at them for a second or two, then he bent down, straightened out Anna’s body and drew the shirt together and buttoned a couple of buttons. He also pulled her mini-skirt to its proper position and without thinking told Anna not to go anyplace. That he would be back with help!
The next conscious memory Anna had was waking up to see four nuns in full habit staring down at her. She was spoon fed some broth and then fell back into a deep sleep. She didn’t wake up until late the next day!
Upon waking, instead of four nuns hovering over her, there was a very old man looking down on her, who could have been anywhere between 80 and 100 years old, for all she knew. His face hardened and lined by a lot of life and tragedy.
His name was Minto Saga and he was a retired doctor who offered his services to the area residents; asking them to pay; ‘whatever they could’!
Anna was told that she would eventually have to have ‘female’ surgery and was asked if she had any insurance.
Italy had basic health care set up for the poor at the time, but not for surgery that wasn’t life threatening.
She was also told she would never be able to conceive to have a child of her own. The more immediate problem though, along with everything else, was that the Doctor believed she had been infected with syphilis. Luckily, the old Doctor had Penicillin on hand (and not much else) and it was affective against the strain she had!
Anna convalesced with the nuns, who waited on her hand and foot for two months before she was able to get out of bed.
One good thing that happened while she convalesced is that a French couple that was living in Rome at the time adopted Tommy, the young boy who had found her half-dead on the beach!
After she was up and hobbling around for a few days, one of the nuns drove her into town in their ancient Fiat to have a thorough check-up at the old Doctors residence. (His clients were too poor for the Doctor to afford an office.) After the check-up, the Doctor told Anna some news that he was sure would devastate her. She was pregnant!
To his great surprise, she was ecstatic with joy.
After she calmed down a little, she asked the Doctor how it could be, since only a few months ago the Doctor told her she could never conceive. The answer was that she must have been impregnated before the worst damage was done during the rape!
Anna stayed with the nuns, helping out wherever she could.
On the night she was to give birth, they all waited in anticipation. The biggest question on their minds was would the baby be half black, Oriental, Arabic or white; for the six men who raped and left Anna for dead 9 months ago represented all of those races!
Well, the baby turned out to be white and named Dolenna Vinnetti!
Dolly often told people that if there ever were a candidate for abortion, it would have been her!
Because of the murder of her mother, Dolenna’s grandmother that fateful day, Anna inherited the tomato farm, but she gave the use of the farm to the nuns to increase their income. Anna and Dolenna continued to live with the nuns in the commune.
They stayed with the nuns until Dolenna was eighteen. But the day after Dolenna turned eighteen; Anna disappeared!
Dolenna was devastated by her mother’s disappearance. She spent the next ten years, off and on, trying to find her; and tried to understand why she had left her!
Then out of the blue, Tom had called her and told her that her mother had been seen somewhere in the Northern Peruvian mountains near the Ecuador border!
So, a couple of months later, Dolenna Vinnetti, AKA Dolly Madison, found herself high in the mountains of Northern Peru, sitting by her long lost mother’s bedside, (or should she say her mat thrown over some orange crates) holding the sick, dying woman’s hand.
Now that she had found her, Dolly had one question she had to have the answer to: Why did her mother abandon her the day after she turned eighteen?
Her mother told her that she had been praying day and night for over three months that Dolenna would find her before she died. She than told her the following story:
For about a year before Dolenna’s 18th birthday, she, Annabelle Vinnetti, was thinking about becoming a nun and was planning to tell Dolenna so after she reached legal age. But about four months before Dolenna’s birthday, she was feeling despondent, not knowing if she wanted to go into the nunnery or not. She was so depressed one day that she decided to go to a nearby town, and for the first time in almost 15 years, have a few drinks!
To make a long story short, she went to a bar and had several drinks. Later, she agreed to go out to another bar with a man she had met there, who had a couple of friends with him. They went to the next bar and several others and everything was fine.
However, several hours later, she woke up in a filthy bed in a ramshackle shack, naked and all alone. It was obvious that she had sex with someone or; more then likely several some-ones, observing the ‘evidence’ that was around and in her. She didn’t even know for sure if she had been raped or if she had been a willing participant!
Two months later, despite being told she could never get pregnant, she found she was! The shame she felt was horrendous, especially since this was the second time she became pregnant because of rape or, in this case, maybe because of misconduct! However, she suspected she had ‘passed out’ and the men ‘took turns’ with her!
“So, Dolenna,” she whimpered. “As soon as you became of age, I was too ashamed to tell you about my dilemma, so I just left! You can understand that, can’t you, baby?”
Dolly couldn’t understand it, but to placate her dying mother, she just answered meekly; with tears running down her face, “Yes, Mama!”
Then her mother told her the most shocking news of all! “Dolenna, you have a ten-year-old brother! I left him in an orphanage in Atlanta, Georgia two years ago! The man who fathered him turned out to be Arabian, so your brother is half Arab! Please promise me you will find him and see that he is O.K.!
His name is Solomon - Solomon Vinnetti! Promise me, Dolenna! Promise me you will find him!”
“O.K. Mama, I promise!”
Three hours later, Annabelle Vinnetti died!
Dolly, who’s apartment was next door to the office she worked out of; a 100 year old house that had a restaurant on the first floor and offices on the second, ran over there to talk with Trevor Carpra, her boss, who was already at the office computer going through e-mail!
She told Trevor about Tom Carters phone call and that she was going to Pakistan!
“Holy shit, Dolly. Do you think that’s wise, it’s dangerous over there!”
“I know, but if it is my brother, I have to see him and see if he’s alright! I promised my mother I would while she was on her deathbed!”
“O.K., O.K., but I’m going with you, and I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer!”
Three hours later, Dolly Vinnetti and Trevor Carpra were on their way to Peshawar, Pakistan! Little did they know that within about 20 days they would be in Jerusalem, Israel, trying to avert a conspiracy that if successful would bring on WORLD WAR III!
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