They had traced his movements across the county over the last three months, he had eluded them so far but today was the day to set the records straight …
“… All systems on alert, target is approaching the entrance, wearing a black/red bronx baseball hat, seems slightly agitated … ”
“…. Target identified and within range … ”
“… Do not approach the target, I repeat do not approach the target. Area too dense, stay with him and don’t let him out of sight. We need the target alive … ”
“…. His heading towards the other end, Drisco look out for the target … ”
“… Target identified and …”
“.. Mummy I want the Olaf balloon, I want Olaf …. ” Casey requested in a sing song whine typical of a four year old.
“…. How much is the balloon?”
“… Target is a few steps from you, get rid of the lady….”
“…Sorry lady It’s not for sale, please move away …”
“… lady please move along …” Drisco replied in a cold stiff voice. The target was within range, it was now or never…
Written by Chioma I.N
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