Bill Cooper 9/11 Novels & Stories

She pulled a legal pad toward her and began writing a list. Damage control. Reputation salvage. Legal defense. Remaining allies. Structure was still instinct. But the instinct felt thinner. — Billy watched the coverage from his apartment. His cooperation agreement shielded him from immediate charges, but the commentary wasn’t kind. “Architect turned informant.” “Power broker flips.” He muted the television. Cooperation had felt strategic. Now it felt exposed. His phone buzzed — not Serena this time. A former donor. “You could have handled it internally,” the man said sharply.

He was sure that things would only get busier in the future. When the meeting was over, Garrett planned to retire immediately. That was the plan. But there was one man who didn't leave immediately. Instead, he approached Garrett. "I'm not sure if you know me personally because we haven't met yet." Garrett furrowed his brow. He vaguely knew the name of the middle-aged man in front of him. It was Billie Cooper. Garrett's eyes widened suddenly, causing Billie to smile broadly. He nodded. "I often hear stories from my daughter," Billie said. "Brenda."

He turned to the stocky bald man and the agent who spoke at the beginning, both of whom were companions: “O’Brien and Keller, take care of looking for the cell phone. The others, let’s go to work!” Susan O’Brien and Roland Keller had been co-workers for five years when they experienced the events of 9/11 closely and were particularly affected by losing family members that fateful day. O’Brien was married to an important businessman in the import and export area, and that day he was managing some permits for his company. For his part, Keller had a younger brother working as an analyst at the Pentagon, and that day he was in the sector that was hit by American Airlines Flight 77 hijacked by te

"So, you are doing things behind your boss's back?" The man chuckled. "MJ Billings is not my boss," he said, and Logan felt a new sense of fear settling in. "I'm going to tell you a story." He placed both his arms on the top of the couch and crossed his legs. "June 27, 2017." Logan's face paled as the events of the day clicked in his mind. "You should put that down, this date will always mean a lot to your girlfriend," he mocked as if reading his mind. "We drove Alastair Cooper to a restaurant where he was to meet up with his adopted daughter. Alastair was obsessed with MJ Billings, he wanted her to remain a mystery even to his security team, but unbeknownst to him, we already knew who she w

"And the person behind you was the man who failed to attend today, makes sense right? Because he could smell that his identity will be no longer a secret today. And their sh*ts will unfold. None other than, the CEO of Coleman Empire, Mr.Achilles Coleman." "And inside of this flash drive I am holding was the footage of their conversation before the recent bombing in Russia, and pieces of evidence to prove my claim. Let's all watch it."

the meeting they say yes she gets it for them and makes it just to their liking next she comes up to me "Mr. O'Rourke would you like coffee or anything? Also shall I sit in this meeting and take notes I already set up a chair behind you out of the way just in case?" "Yes to the coffee and yes to the taking notes I dont know how I have not thought of that before." I say with a huge grin on my face cause I can see she is going to stop me from looking like an ass a lot in the future with no more calls to try and remember what was said. She gets my coffee brings its to me and whispers "they are on their way up sir." She ask each person one by one if they would like coffee, tea, or water and she