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 Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 8:47 pm
"It's Anthony" Anthony said, "suspicious men have arrived on the scene, so I may take a bit longer to arrive. They may be dangerous".
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 8:49 pm
The men at the corner nodded to the ones across the street.
The ones across the street nodded back just as another black, unmarked car pulled up in front of Anthony's vehicle.
Three more men got out of that one.
These men carried rifles.
All ten men began to make their way towards Anthony's car.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 8:50 pm
Rose was serious, "I'm coming over there. Wait tight." she hung up and rushed out the door.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 8:53 pm
Anthony brought the seat back up and noticed the men all getting closer to his car. "Oh s**t!!" he exclaimed.
((*gasp!* profanity! =O ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 8:54 pm
Rose jump into her car and started to drive over to the bomb sight, curing all the way there.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 9:00 pm
As Rose drove on, she neared a section of road to find out that it had been entirely blocked off - all four lanes. A nasty twelve-car pileup filled the street, and emergency vehicles were everywhere.
An official dressed in a bright yellow CAUTION vest moved in front of the sawhorses as she neared, shaking his head at her.
Nearing her, he motioned for her to role her window down.
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As the men neared, one of them raised his weapon.
He shot out Anthony's tires, no sound echoing from his gun. He had equipped it with a silencer.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 9:03 pm
Rose rolled down her window, "Yes...I'm sorry but could we hurry I'm in a hurry."
((sorry g2g))
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 9:03 pm
Anthony said a pretty nasty four letter word as he felt his tire get shot at.
He picked up the radio thing at his dashboard. "This is detective Anthony Giovanetti. I am currently under fire and I am requesting assistance immediately!" he said into the speaker.
"Copy that" came the reply.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 9:08 pm
The official shook his head.
"I'm sorry ma'am," he stated. "But this road is closed. You'll have to go around another way."
It would take an extra twenty minutes to get to the bomb scene by a different route.
"Please back up and go another way, ma'am," the official stated simply. "It'll be a while before we get this cleaned up. My apologies for any inconvenience."
((Bye!))
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Suddenly the radio filled itself with ear-splitting static - someone was jamming his electronics from the outside - including the tracer on his vehicle which told the police where he was.
Then his phone rang.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 9:13 pm
Anthony answered his phone. "What?!" he demanded. He wasn't in the mood for anything right now except getting the hell outta here.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 9:16 pm
"As you can see you're surrounded," a smooth, mechanical voice said in his ear, the number restricted. "Why don't you do yourself a favor and surrender quietly? You do that..." the voice chuckled. "...And we won't kill you."
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 9:18 pm
"Who the hell are you! And how do you know me?!" Anthony demanded into the phone.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 9:24 pm
"Does it matter?" The voice smoothly replied as the men neared. "You shouldn't be worried about WHO'S targeting you or WHY you're being targeted. What you should REALLY be worried about..." the voice grew softer, lethal. "Is if you're going to keep BEING just a TARGET... and not just a thing in a body bag..."
A man tapped on the window to the car with his weapon as the car was surrounded.
"So what're you gonna do now... Family Member?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 9:29 pm
Anthony fired his gun at the man, hitting him right between the eyes. "I have no time for BULLSHIT!!!" he bellowed.
A police officer walked by and saw the scene. He began radioing in for help.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 9:36 pm
The policeman was attacked and pulled into one of the unmarked cars, where the radio call was classified as a false alarm.
It was nearly three o'clock in the morning - the streets were absolutely empty.
Save for the three unmarked black cars.
Another man cocked his gun at Anthony's head.
"Step out of the car, Family Member," the voice stated simply. "You're on your own tonight."
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