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My name is Dr. Cheryl Chambers, forensic psychiatrist. Today you would call me a criminal profiler. During the war in the Pacific, I investigated war crimes and testified as to the sanity of war criminals at their trials. Until I arrived at the POW camp on Pinepel Island in the Solomon Islands, criminals were still people to me albeit sick, mentally deranged or simply bad. We exhumed the bodies of over 100 tortured and murdered American and British POWs. My job was to create a psychological profile of a person who could do such horrible things to another person.

On Pinepel, the POW graves permeated evil. Evil had a presence like an unseen living breathing beast. Red Teagan, Jack Kennedy’s pal and my future brother-in-law, also had an overbearing sense that evil was present on Pinepel. Wa-tu, a native mystic and scout for the Marines on Pinepel, confirmed true evil was present.

The war soon ended and Red and the Navy Men of destiny returned home to resume their lives and put the horrors of war behind them. The Navy Men quickly rose to lofty positions in government as Congressmen, Senators and even Vice President. Then, on a dusty Texas road, Red, Wa-Tu and I, realized the evil from Pinepel followed us to the United States to threaten the Navy Men Presidents’ destiny.