Meanwhile in class…
It’s just after lunch and most of my blood has gone to my stomach, leaving me just enough for my brain to be subjected to fantasies. Do you fantasize especially when you are tired? Take a moment and think if it was as cool as this…
Location: Hidden facility (Code-name: House 22)
Time: 1500 hours
My daughter has just been kidnapped. I’m not a bit worried because I know I am the best at what I do. Sitting on the couch
Kidnapper: Hello, whose this?
Me: (sensing the fear) You tell me.
Kidnapper: We want money!
Me: (jokingly) Who doesn’t?
Kidnapper: I’ll kill the child if you continue joking…
Me: And you won’t get the money you want. (sighing) It’s quite clear you’ve not done this before, get yourself together then call back. An offer. I’ll give you $1000 for the child…
Kidnapper: (angrily) You are not in the position to negotiate.
Me: It looks like I am. Let’s meet at the Police Station early in the morning. You know, before they appear and I snitch on you. Oh! And don’t be late. You’ll know what will come next.
It’s mission time. Pulling off a kidnap rescue is not like saving a kid from drowning. It involves blood, even if it’s yours. I gather up my essentials and head out to the jet. Hope I don’t mess this one up and appear late. It’s not like I’m going to get another child soon. I start up the jet, going on the mission solo — a one-man army.
I’m now on the scene
I finally reach the destination where the call was from (thanks to the FBI call trace database) and I find many men armed to the teeth, literally. You’ve heard off the fearless soldiers who put small bombs in their teeth just in case they get caught and don’t want to spill the country’s secrets? They had them! It was an exclusively isolated island, only for the richest. Did I mention they were many? Yeah, they were. Five at the gate , ten on the roof of where I was landing and countless in patrol. Why did one man need all this protection?
It had to be my all-time nemesis, ???. Anyway, it was easy as pie. I started calculation the time I needed to finish them all just like the movie, ‘Equalizer’ and primed my gun. “Ave, Ave, what’s the answer?” People started whispering senseless and ambiguous data to my mind which was still half day-dream. “Say no, I don’t care, 55, Lie down here!” Some were not even related to the subject we were in. The teacher grinned.
I now regret the fantasies I had because I had them at the wrong time but I loved the memories while they lasted.
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