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"Judah, my friend", Director Butrell said as he got up, put down his
ever-present box of Cracker Jacks and embraced him. Butrell was a very tall
man about six foot eight and had a strong lanky frame. He had always wanted to
be a pilot but he was just too tall. He had settled for a lifelong career in
the intelligence service now spanning over forty years.
"What do you know of Ultra, Sir?" Judah asked as he stared directly at
Butrell.
"Ultra? I never heard of it", Butrell said with a quizzical look on his face.
"What do you know of the work that Lazant is doing at his Institute?"
"I know that he is still doing Remote Viewing. Something about looking into
space?"
Judah realized that Butrell either did not know what was going on or was
unable or unwilling to share it with him.
"Do you know something that we don't know?"
"Ask Ultra, sir", Judah replied angrily.
Judah got up and shook the Deputy Director's hand. He told him that they would
be in touch. He walked out into the hallway and went up to the receptionist.
Judah asked the office number of the man whose name Dawn had given to him. He
was told that Major Kole was in room 513. When he got to the room, he took a
deep breath and said a prayer before entering. He hoped and prayed that this
man would be more cooperative than Butrell. When he told his name to his
secretary, and she told the Major who was there, he could hear the man's
booming voice over the intercom.
"Oh Judah, God Bless you. I have been waiting for you to come", Major Kole
said as he came over and grabbed Judah. He was a short muscular black man with
a deep black beard and coal black eyes. He welcomed Judah in and closed the
door. He then went over to his desk and turned on a device that Judah
recognized. It was a scrambler that would negate any attempt to listen to what
they were saying.
"My wife Dawn gave me your name Major", Judah began with a smile. "I wanted to
know who my Christian allies in the Company were. I just spoke to Deputy
Director Butrell, and he was cordial but either does not know what is going on
or will not tell me. I'll ask you the same question that I asked him, Major.
Who is Ultra?"
"Boy you get right to the meat don't you son", Major Kole laughed. "You don't
beat around the bushes at all. I like that! You would have made a good marine,
son!"
"There isn't time, Major, to play games".
"Right on bro! Ultra was, as you probably already know, set up as a top secret
group in 1947 to investigate UFO's. Very few people know of them. I honestly
don't know if the President does or not. This is a group that people do not
talk about. It functions in the shadows on a need to know basis. If you talk
of them you are eliminated without question or forethought. Anything to keep
UFO's a secret from the American people. As to if Butrell knows or not, I
cannot positively say."
"Then how come you do, Major?" Judah asked with a feeling of concern. "And if
you do, then why have they not eliminated you?"
"You really want to know, Judah? I've prayed about it. There is a group of us
here in Washington. Some are CIA, some Pentagon, some Congress, and some
Military. We have been very concerned about the rash of UFO sightings over the
past decades. We have not bought the usual line of denial. Senator Jordan fell
into Ultra quite by accident one day. We have ever since monitored them.
Unfortunately many good men and women have given their lives over the years
for this knowledge. Anytime they find out about one of us, they eliminate
them".

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