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Back Alley, St. Myhre, Alberta
May, Wednesday 23:04 (11:04pm)
“Got everything?”
“Yeah I think so, pistol, mask, gloves.”
“What about handcuffs and a pillow case?”
“Yeah those too.”
“Well its almost time.” He looked at his watch. He looked up as the door across the road opened up and a man stepped out. “There he is. Remember take the guards first, and don’t kill him please?”
“Don’t worry.”
Press Conference, St. Myhre Police Headquarters
May, Friday 14:30 (2:30pm)
Police Chief Dan Hussar stood up and approached the stand where microphones crammed the top from new stations from across the nation. He passed looked into the cameras and took a sip of the near by water. Then he shuffled his papers.
“Citizens of Delesa, I have been informed to release the following information to the general public by the government.” He shifted on the spot; a bead of sweat ran down the side of his face from the heat of all the lights. And possibly about what he was about to announce. “Two nights ago, Minister of Finance, John Nick was abducted just out side of his office. At the crime scene, two dead bodyguards where found dead, shot with silenced pistols. There is also screech marks of a large vehicle that stopped by the bodies to, what be believe, to pick up the captors and Minister John. At this moment in time, this is all the information we can give you. Also it is believed that the Socialist Freedom Fighter terrorist group is responsible, but it has not been confirmed. Now I will answer a couple of questions.” He pointed to a reporter with a notepad waving his hand madly in the air.
“Sir does that mean you have not gotten a ransom note. Or do you even know he’s alive?”
“No we have not received a note, and we don’t know if he is alive. But I have my top officers working along side the Secret Police Agency officers in this situation.” The pressure had gotten to him and he could not entertain even one more question. He collected his papers.
“Sir didn’t you say a couple of questions?” Hussar just kept heading for the door, and slammed it shut. He then proceeded to his officer where in the to drawer he pulled out a bottle of gin.
Minister of Finance Office
May, Wednesday 23:06
“STAY DOWN!” the captor screamed at the minister. He held his pistol to the man’s head. “Mr. White, call in the van.” Mr. White was checking the pockets of the dead guards and looked up to the man giving the orders then pulled out a radio.
“Ok come get us guys.” With that, the alley they had run out to get John Nick, a large white van with no license plates came screeching out and came to a halt at the curb. The side door was opened and the minister thrown in. “Lets get out of here now!” The van pulled away and made a right at the next corner.
The van now was speeding on a backcountry road heading south towards the commercial port three hours drive away. The van was about an hour away, when a car that was behind them for most of the journey sped up and what looked like as if it was passing, then shot out the rear left tire, sending the truck speeding into the ditch. There was a muffled crash as the van landed in wheat field. The car slowed down and came to a stop. Several men got out of the car and approached the van. A pick up truck then arrived as well a commercial 18-wheeler.
“Well seems like you got them.” People from all three vehicles then approached the van, all of them were armed with an automatic firearm, and all of them were wearing plastic masks. One man of the new arrivals walked up to the driver’s door. The driver was bleeding from the forehead, but still breathing. The man lifted his weapon and fired a single shot into the man’s head. Not breathing anymore. Then the figure in the front passenger’s seat raised his arm to reveal a silenced pistol and shot the man outside the door. He glimpsed back into the rear of the van, the two of the three men that were supposed to watch the minister were dead, lying body heaps on the floor. But the third got up and grabbed the Ministers elbow.
“Lets go Mr. Nick.” The man said.
“Wha?” is all the man in the front said.
“Oh you are still alive, well I don’t really work for you know who, I'm really with my boys outside. Yeah that’s right. Sneaky aren’t it? And don’t tell me the Don is going to find me, let me save you one of your last breathes you dumb -explicitive removed-, he will never find me, HA! That’s right you dead foul, cause no one is going to know what happened here, cause as far as everyone will know after this is over we are all dead.” The man smiled then opened the side door, and stepped out with the Minister. The passenger was too far astonished that he and his group had just been double crossed, to do anything about it. His leg was jammed into what was the door, and he was pinned. And he knew as well as the people all around, he was a dead man. He noticed as everyone was heading back to the vehicles. He looked at his pistol and looked in what was left of the rear-view mirror and saw a single figure approach, clutching something in his hand. It looked like a baseball, but he knew better it was a grenade. ‘I really am finished….’ He thought to himself. ‘Jesus, wait I got a bloody pistol in my hand!’ As the figure started the motion of pulling the pin on the grenade, the passenger shot off several rounds. After the man fell, presumably dead, the passenger yanked on his trapped leg, and after several attempts, it came free, and not a moment to late, as the grenade went off and the whole rear end of the van burst into flames. He opened his door, turned grabbed a machine gun from the floor, then hobbled off into the field, in the direction of the nearby forest.
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