Author: | Bo Widerberg | ISBN: | 9781370416172 |
Publisher: | Bo Widerberg | Publication: | October 29, 2016 |
Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
Author: | Bo Widerberg |
ISBN: | 9781370416172 |
Publisher: | Bo Widerberg |
Publication: | October 29, 2016 |
Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
Language: | English |
Mike Blanch was on his way to work, when he noticed a woman lying on the street. Mike stopped his car, and asked a gentleman standing close to this lady, if I should call 9-11? This man looked at me, and said. No thank you sir, but I need your car. Please come out, but leave the key in the ignition. Than I helped him to put the lady on the back seat. My car drove away, and I stood looking after them. A work buddy of mine came driving, and asked why I was walking along the street. I told him the story, and we had a good laugh. When I came to work, before our lunch break, my boss came and told me that a Cedric Drake had parked my car in the parking-lot. During lunch I ran out, and there was my car. Cleaned and polished. When I opened the car-door, and lifted the mat. I saw my car-keys, and an envelope with five hundred dollar. Coming home, I looked in my phone directory, and found out that this Cedric Drake lived on North Street. I decided to drive over and have a look at him. As soon as I parked my car in Drake's drive-way, he opened his front door and asked me in for a cup of coffee. He instantly asked me to work with him, I could follow him next Saturday to find out about the work. I agreed, and the following Saturday I came at nine in the morning. His sister Linda was home from the hospital, and they explained what had happened. Cedric's cleaner, Bruce, had caused the accident, and Cedric had asked another company cleaner, Salvador, to
take car of Bruce. The two assassins were to meet in a forest behind the university. As the two, Bruce and Salvador were hunting each other, they both saw their opponent behind some trees, and they both let of a shot. When the police came, they had shot each other.
Mike Blanch was on his way to work, when he noticed a woman lying on the street. Mike stopped his car, and asked a gentleman standing close to this lady, if I should call 9-11? This man looked at me, and said. No thank you sir, but I need your car. Please come out, but leave the key in the ignition. Than I helped him to put the lady on the back seat. My car drove away, and I stood looking after them. A work buddy of mine came driving, and asked why I was walking along the street. I told him the story, and we had a good laugh. When I came to work, before our lunch break, my boss came and told me that a Cedric Drake had parked my car in the parking-lot. During lunch I ran out, and there was my car. Cleaned and polished. When I opened the car-door, and lifted the mat. I saw my car-keys, and an envelope with five hundred dollar. Coming home, I looked in my phone directory, and found out that this Cedric Drake lived on North Street. I decided to drive over and have a look at him. As soon as I parked my car in Drake's drive-way, he opened his front door and asked me in for a cup of coffee. He instantly asked me to work with him, I could follow him next Saturday to find out about the work. I agreed, and the following Saturday I came at nine in the morning. His sister Linda was home from the hospital, and they explained what had happened. Cedric's cleaner, Bruce, had caused the accident, and Cedric had asked another company cleaner, Salvador, to
take car of Bruce. The two assassins were to meet in a forest behind the university. As the two, Bruce and Salvador were hunting each other, they both saw their opponent behind some trees, and they both let of a shot. When the police came, they had shot each other.