A Shaolin Easter to Remember
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Before The Storm
A man about thirty stood on a rooftop looking down upon a certain balcony in the city. He had waited for just the right moment and that moment was soon upon him. He watched as a blue car drove up and a young man emerged. He watched as the young man opened the truck of his car and pulled out a suitcase. This was better than he expected. His quarry just doubled. The game that he set out to play was going to be far more interesting than what he originally planned, and much easier now that his second game piece entered the picture sooner than expected. It had been fortuitous to learn that the man he learned to hate since he was a child had not perished long ago as he had thought. He was getting a second chance to complete a job that obviously had not been finished. The man who tried to destroy him had not succeeded. The mercenary later learned that man had ended up dying at the hands of his hated enemy. Now it was his turn to try and succeed where the other man had not, even though his present employer would have wished him to take out his target in a swifter manner than what he had planned.
***Flashback***
"You hired me to use whatever means I saw fit," he had said. "It may take longer than what you would like, but the results are the same. Sometimes it's the target that ends up killing themselves from mistakes that they have made and leaves you in the clear. I will finish the job when the time is right, and not before. You want it done fast, you can do yourself"
His employer backed down from there, not wanting to get that deeply involved.
"Get the job done by any means possible. I just want him out of Chinatown. He's disrupted my plans once too often just with his presence. And that goes for his father as well."
"His father?"
The mercenary nearly blanched when his employer mentioned who the man was, but covered up his reaction. He then smiled deeply as the plan that he had devised earlier took a wicked turn.
"It will cost you more money for the both of them."
"I don't care. You can run this whole division if you like. They have been thorns in my side long enough."
That had been two weeks ago. It had been necessary to take what time he needed in order to put his plan into action. Now he was ready for the first stage. The watcher put his binoculars down next to him and knelt beside a basket. He reached into another case sitting beside him and pulled out a small box. A clock timer could be seen on the top. The man pushed a few buttons and set the timer. He then pushed another button and the timer began counting down the selected the minutes. Once the box was prepared, he placed it in the basket and covered it with several items; some green grass made of very thin strips of plastic wrap, a large chocolate rabbit, several assorted wrapped candies, and a small stuffed bunny. Satisfied that it would not be discovered, he wrapped the whole thing in pink cellophane, and added a large bow. He then pulled out a card and addressed it. Now it was time to wait once more, this time for the cover of darkness. The Easter Bunny was going to be making a very special delivery this year.
End of Prologue
Alisa Joaquin & Linda Schwartz Copyright@2001.
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