The Hellfire Rebellion (TimeWars 10)

“How come we didn’t know about it?” Lucas said. “There was nothing in the briefing tapes about a field office here.”

“That’s because we’re deep cover,” said Carruthers. “The C.I.S. has already raided our data banks once, so the I.S.D. established undocumented, deep-cover units in a number of high risk temporal scenarios. Besides, there’s also another reason. We’ve discovered that the Network has a very active branch here.”

“Terrific.” said Delaney. “Steiger sets up his own deep. cover operation and doesn’t even tell Forrester about it. Anyone else involved in this scenario that we don’t know about? The Girl Scouts, maybe?”

“What about the Network?” Lucas said. “What’ve you got on them?”

“Not very much,” Carruthers admitted. “We know they’ve infiltrated the East

India Company and we have good reason to believe they have some influence in the British Parliament, as well. They’re involved in the colonial smuggling trade, but we haven’t been able to establish exactly how or with whom. There are so many smugglers in the colonies that it’s been difficult to get a line on their activities. But we know they’re here.”

“And so is Drakov,” Delaney said. “Or maybe the C.I.S. Or maybe both Drakov and the C.I.S. And we’ve got a temporal disruption going down in the middle of the whole damn thing. Jesus, what a mess.”

“Yes, it could get a little sloppy,” Carruthers agreed. “That’s why Col. Steiger ordered me to put my entire section at your complete disposal. We can’t predict what the Network’s going to do, but by now, they probably know that an anomaly is taking place in Boston. The question is, how will they respond? A temporal disruption threatens them as much as it threatens us. The trouble is, they’re not very likely to offer us their help, for obvious reasons.”

“In other words, we could easily wind up working at cross purposes.” said Lucas. “That’s just wonderful. If Drakov is behind this, he couldn’t have picked a more ideal situation.”

“What are your plans’,” Carruthers asked. “We’re supposed to be patriots from New York, working undercover as Tories for the Sons of Liberty,” said Andre. Your friend, John Hewitt, promised to take us to a meeting of some kind of secret Tory organization that’s behind this headless horseman.”

“The Hellfire Club.” Carruthers said. “I know about it.”

“I seem to reall something about the Hellfire Club.” Delaney said. “Wasn’t that-”

“A society of sexual libertines, in England, headed by Sir Francis Dashwood and John Wilkes,” Carruthers finished for him. “This isn’t quite the same thing. though it’s apparently modeled on that group. I’ve managed to get a few people on the inside, but it hasn’t helped much.”

“What do you mean?” said Andre.

“Nobody seems to know who started it or who’s behind it.” Carruthers said. “It’s almost as it’ it all sprang up spontaneously, practically overnight. Ask too many questions and you get frozen out, suspected of being a radical. They meet at a small abandoned church outside of Boston. The property belongs to a local Tory. They all know one another and the times of meeting are passed informally by word of mouth. It’s impossible to track down the source. They put on black robes and masks and have themselves an orgy with booze and naked women, also wearing masks. It’s a nice touch. You know who’s there, but because everyone is masked, you can’t tell just who is doing what to whom. I suppose it keeps their Puritan sensibilities from being offended. And at some point during the festivities, they receive their orders from the horseman.”

“You mean he actually shows up?” said Finn.

Carruthers shook his head “No. only his voice is heard. With the dim candlelight and the weird acoustics in that place, there’s no way of telling where it comes from We’ve searched that chapel after they all left, but we didn’t find anything unusual. Whoever he is, he’s probably among the crowd, wearing a robe and mask, and he leaves with them.”

“What about the women’?” Lucas said. “It’s widely assumed that they’re all prostitutes,” said Carruthers. “but we’ve found out that a good number of them are young local girls from good families and even a few prominent Boston wives. Makes things rather interesting. In that dim light and with all those robes and masks, they could be doing it with their neighbors’ wives or their own daughters and not even know it. Swinging Boston. eh? And it gives them all something in common. Booze, politics, and sex. Half the Sons of Liberty are liable to defect just to join the party.”

“Well, so much for my attending the meeting,” Andre said.

“Yeah. I guess that leaves you out.” said Lucas.

“But you and Finn are still going. I suppose.” she said dryly.

“I’m afraid we’ll have to,” Lucas said. But you’ll try to bear up under the strain.” she said sarcastically.

“Very funny,” Lucas said.

“I wonder if Johnny Small is busy tomorrow night,” she said.

Lucas gave her a wry look, but said nothing.

“Exactly how many of your people are in Boston at the moment?” asked Delaney.

“An even dozen, myself included.” said Carruthers. “Six are stationed in New York, three in Virginia, three in Rhode Island, three in Pennsylvania, and three in Carolina. I can mobilize the entire section at any time. Want me to bring them all here?”

Not yet.” Delaney said. “For all we know, the opposition could have disruptions planned in the other colonies, as well. Leave your men where they are for the time being. Don’t take this the wrong way. Carruthers, but how certain are you of your men?”

“I picked them all myself and every one of them has been cleared,” Carruthers said. “Col. Steiger has personally taken charge of the section. He’s assigned two of my men to keep Hunter under surveillance so he could have maximum mobility. He just left to brief the rest of my people. He said to tell you he’ll be difficult to get in touch with, so my orders are to coordinate things at this end. I’m to report directly to you. I’ve already established my cover as a Tory sympathizer, so under the circumstances, our being seen together shouldn’t raise any suspicions.”

“Where can we get in touch with you’?” asked Lucas. “It’ll be easier for me to get in touch with you,” Carruthers said. “You can leave word with the bartender downstairs, a man named Horace Stedwell. He’s not one of my men, he’s a local, but I pay him under the table to can”, messages for me. I’ve been infiltrating the smuggling trade here in Boston, trying to get a line on the Network. But if an emergency comes up and you need me in a hurry, you can get in touch with my men in that apartment Steiger rented to keep an eye on Hunter. Just don’t go clocking over there. We’ve established security procedures so that nobody makes transition directly to the surveillance post, just in case the Network gets a line on the place and attempts to drop some people in on top of us. If anybody clocks in over there, my people are under orders to shoot first and ask questions later. Use the back stairs, instead. The password is ‘counterstrike.’ okay?”