tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87499410020866118922024-03-19T00:33:33.701-04:00Gate City BomberHistory about to be made in Greensboro, North Carolina. Recorded by Billy JonesBilly Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-80864736552578956102016-11-19T21:29:00.000-05:002016-10-26T20:17:59.564-04:00Gate City BomberA Work Of Fiction by Billy Jones
Table of Contents
Chapter I. Melvin Municipal
Chapter II.Cone Denim Entertainment Center
Chapter III, Center Pointe
Chapter IV, Greensboro Transit Authority
Chapter V. Greensboro Aquatic Center
Chapter VI. December Skies
Chapter VII. Blood Flows And Tears Fall
Chapter VIII. Let The Games Begin
Chapter IX. A Waiting Game
Chapter X. Picking Up The Pieces
Chapter XIBilly Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-45114751793277099752016-02-29T18:01:00.000-05:002016-02-29T18:08:07.177-05:00Chapter XX, Death Of A Grasshopper When Nancy Barakat Vaughan arrived at her home it was as if the entire city had been told about what was going on before she had been called. Police were directing traffic on Cone Boulevard as reporters, bloggers and hundreds of people came to see what had been found at the Mayor's house. As the Mayor and her police escort made their way through traffic she thought about how the local bloggers Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-48719356257553371092016-02-28T13:15:00.001-05:002016-02-29T18:07:13.384-05:00Chapter XIX, A National ThreatAuthor's note: Previously I was told that some of the scenarios I've written of are not plausible or even possible. I promise you all of them have been researched and could be done quite easily by the right people. I'm now adding links and video to prove I've researched my work and that what I am writing, while fiction, is a real and possible threat.
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When the Democratic SuperBilly Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-39674779731409472632016-02-27T21:35:00.000-05:002016-02-28T13:18:23.750-05:00Chapter XVIII, A Needed RestFormer Greensboro City Councilman, Attorney Mike Barber and retired publisher Ogi Overman were waiting to tee up at Bryan Park Golf Course. "Did you hear about Nancy Hoffman?" Mike asked.
"What about her?" Ogi said.
"She had to sign the deed to her home over to the State to afford to get into a nursing home," Mike answered.
"Happens to a lot of people," Ogi said.
"Yeah," Barber replied, "but Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-29633764027878466412016-02-26T19:33:00.000-05:002016-02-27T21:38:55.501-05:00Chapter XVII, Zack AttackZack Matheny and Rocky Scarfone sat at a table in the back of the newly remodeled downtown Ham's Restaurant. The place was almost empty just as it had been every night since it had been reopened. Were it not for Rocky's money laundering business and his grip on the local cocaine trade he would have left town a long time ago. "So what is it you needed to see me about?" Rocky asked.
"I'm broke," Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-72764633259710723542016-02-25T15:36:00.001-05:002021-01-02T10:54:56.286-05:00Chapter XVi, DenialMost of the bombings were small, many in abandoned buildings, hence the rumors that the demolition workers were responsible but as there was no proof of any involvement on their part they denied it to the end.Enforcing curfews and having the North Carolina National Guard on the streets wasn't good for public relations either. The demolition and construction workers were a tough breed who worked Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-63311277643931867552016-02-25T13:36:00.001-05:002016-02-25T15:38:37.074-05:00Chapter XV, ExodusOne thing the bombings had brought to the city were lots of jobs. Everyone who owned a dump truck, backhoe, skid steer loader, dozier, excavator or most any other kind of construction and demolition equipment was hiring. DH Griffin Companies, the world's second largest demolition contractor and located in Greensboro, was hiring new people faster than any time since having cleaned up after the Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-29998344939277322412016-02-25T11:16:00.000-05:002016-02-25T13:39:53.379-05:00Chapter XIV, DebrisMayor Vaughan and North Carolina Governor Patrick McCrory toured devastated parts of Greensboro for the second time in less than two years. Not since the news was leaked that Mayor Vaughan had left Donald because of her relationship with Melissa Greer were people so angry with the mayor. Many had believed Mayor Vaughan had slept her way into her job as executive director of the Guilford Green Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-36242848481433278712016-02-24T17:45:00.000-05:002016-02-25T11:19:33.989-05:00Chapter XIII, Oh Give Me A HomeWhile the year had began with record numbers of homeless people in Greensboro the year had closed out with a huge reduction in the number of homeless people-- especially homeless veterans sleeping on Greensboro streets. And as much as Greensboro Mayor Nancy Barakat Vaughan would like to have taken credit for those huge reductions in numbers the City of Greensboro was completely unable to account Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-87256703614752469052016-02-24T10:46:00.000-05:002016-02-24T17:48:27.186-05:00Chapter XII. The Bomber ReturnsLate on Sunday night a single figure dressed all in black cut his way through the chain link fence at Airgas National Welders on East Market Street in Greensboro. Quietly he made his way to one of the trucks parked there and crawled underneath. A minute later he was back out and disappeared somewhere along the NCRR railroad tracks that run right behind the building.
On Monday morning Wayne Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-77469147132919642862015-12-02T16:01:00.000-05:002016-02-26T19:51:50.030-05:00Chapter XI. So GreensboroInvestigators from the FBI, Homeland Security and Greensboro Police were gathered to share information. "How's the investigation going?" Chief Scott asked.
"We know how," Detective Steed answered, "but not the who."
"So give me the how," Chief Scott ordered.
"The bomber," Detective Steed explained, "hacked into the computers of various targets. How many we're not sure. Then he placed orders toBilly Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-79006241506728033022015-12-01T16:28:00.000-05:002015-12-02T16:03:17.751-05:00Chapter X. Picking Up The PiecesMayor Vaughan waited in the back of 1618 drinking Long Island Iced Teas. The bartender should have cut her off two drinks ago but how do you cut off the most powerful woman in a city with a reputation for making business very hard on anyone who dares say no to the city's status quo of which the Mayor represented even if she wasn't old money herself?
Why couldn't this shit have happened to RobbieBilly Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-50515548569038670472015-11-30T23:03:00.000-05:002015-12-01T16:30:33.467-05:00Chapter IX. A Waiting GameNancy Barakat Vaughan waited for what seemed like hours alone in a tiny room until finally Special Agent Keith Mularski walked into the room. "It's about time someone told me what's going on here," Mayor Vaughan demanded.
"I'm only going to tell you this once," Agent Mularski replied sternly, "you and your husband as well as several other very prominent people are charged with withholding Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-61642597737198943472015-11-29T20:32:00.001-05:002015-11-30T23:05:09.206-05:00Chapter VIII. Let The Games BeginIt started out slow, one here, one there. Then over time it started to pick up. The people were outraged. Local bloggers social media activists and others started putting old toilets in their own front yards with signs saying,
"For Sale: Naming Rights To My Toilet.
Proceeds to Steven Tanger Performing Arts Center"
Apparently random drive-by shootings into homes along Sunset Drive, Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-51799949406979194312015-11-28T20:36:00.000-05:002015-11-29T20:35:39.072-05:00Chapter VII. Blood Flows And Tears FallNancy Vaughan sat crying in the comfort of her Million Dollar Irving Park mansion on Sunset Drive. Donald stared at her impatiently. "So are you ready to listen to common sense now?" Donald asked.
"What do you mean?" Nancy asked.
"You almost got our daughter killed at the parade today," Donald answered, "You're lucky to be alive yourself."
"You sound as if the attack was my fault," Nancy Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-80396727189509042432015-11-27T20:35:00.000-05:002015-11-28T20:45:40.612-05:00Chapter VI. December SkiesGreensboro Transit Authority buses were running again despite the fact that no one had ever figured out how they were managed to be brought to a halt. And the dye in the water at the Greensboro Aquatic Center had been found to come from new filter systems that had been installed by Talley Water Treatment Company-- a long standing and well respected water treatment company in Greensboro. A group Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-44896508492919289762015-11-25T21:44:00.000-05:002015-11-27T20:38:26.053-05:00Chapter V. Greensboro Aquatic Center"Guilford County Metro 911," the operator answered. "What's the address of your emergency?"
"The Greensboro Aquatic Center," the caller answered.
"And the problem?" the 911 operator asked.
"The pools are filled with blood," the caller answered.
"Would you repeat that?" the operator asked.
"The swimming pools are all filled with blood," the caller repeated, "and the showers, sinks and toiletsBilly Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-15356342403564569972015-11-24T17:58:00.000-05:002015-11-25T21:48:21.440-05:00Chapter IV, Greensboro Transit AuthorityIt was Thursday, 3 incidents so far this week, all within a quarter mile of one
another and downtown Greensboro was for all intents and purposes, a
ghost town. No amount of government incentives would make most folks
walk into what was now looking like a war zone. And no one knew who the
enemy was or why all of this was going on.
Rumors abounded as to who might be responsible. A recent New Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-53286479209942598492015-11-23T19:47:00.001-05:002015-12-07T12:04:11.278-05:00Chapter III, Center Pointe"Donald Vaughan, where the hell are you?" a woman's voice on the phone shouted.
"Well good morning to you too, Nancy," Donald replied. "Where do you think I am?"
"Are you still in Costa Rica?" Nancy shouted.
"Nancy Dear," Donald smoothly replied, "you told me to catch the next non stop flight to Greensboro."
"So," Nancy grumbled, "why aren't you here?"
"Paul is flying down tomorrow morning Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-12230493239414624782015-11-21T20:07:00.002-05:002015-12-07T11:55:48.784-05:00Chapter II: Cone Denim Entertainment Center"We got the results back on the chemical analysis of the explosives," Captain Hinson said as Chief Scott walked into the conference room where Hinson and several other police officers were seated.
"So what was it?" Chief Scott asked.
"Potassium nitrate," Hinson answered.
"Any idea where the bomber might have got it from?" Scott asked.
"Could have been any hardware store or lawn and garden Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8749941002086611892.post-10771665197817887642015-11-19T22:18:00.000-05:002015-11-21T20:11:29.888-05:00Chapter I. Melvin MunicipalGreensboro Police Chief Wayne Scott, a 20 year veteran of the Greensboro Police Department, pulled into his parking space at the Greensboro Police Department on Federal Place in downtown Greensboro, North Carolina, turned off his car and opened the door just in time to witness the explosion on the fourth floor in the front of the Melvin Municipal Building, Greensboro's city hall just across Billy Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08615912036741588743noreply@blogger.com