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ARRoGANT CoURiERS WiTH ESSaYS
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Grade Level: Type of Work Subject/Topic is on:
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[ ]6-8 [ ]Class Notes [A short story. ]
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[ ]9-10 [ ]Cliff Notes [ ]
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[x]11-12 [x]Essay/Report [ ]
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[ ]College [ ]Misc [ ]
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Dizzed: 07/94 # of Words:1080 School:Public State:NY
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ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>Chop Here>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
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Never Trust A Man Who Wears Sunglasses At Night
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Vlad was dressed in his usual outfit of black denim jeans, black silk
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shirt and sunglasses even though it was 12:00 am, well after dark. He had
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one thought on his mind, make the meeting on time. As he walked, he
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recalled the circumstances leading up to his midnight stroll.
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He had been contacted in the usual way. When he woke up that morning,
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he had seen a yellow chalk mark across the road on an adjacent building.
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It would seem someone had need of his specialized services. He certainly
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hoped so because money was tight at the moment.
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The yellow mark meant that he had a potential customer and should meet
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him/her in Central Park at 2:00 am. He was already moving two hours
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early...always get to the meeting first. Always be sure the area is safe.
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Always be sure its a customer you're meeting and not the police.
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He made his way towards the meeting place, stopping only twice. Once,
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to kick a stray cat he saw walking in front of him. Once, to grab a bottle
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of Jack Daniel's from the hands of a wino, take a few swallows and throw
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the bottle away. 1:30 am. He finished his initial search of Central Park
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and found nothing unusual. 1:46 am. he completed his second search of
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the area, again finding nothing out of the ordinary. Now the waiting
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began. Vlad was experienced in waiting, one had to be in this
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profession. 2:00 am. exactly a black car rolls into the park. Punctual,
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Vlad thought, a good sign. Vlad watched as two men emerged from the front
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seat. Both men had large bulges under their arms. High caliber handguns
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Vlad thought, very nice, very efficient, very professional. The two man
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walked to the side of the car, one surveying the area, the other slowly
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opened the rear passenger door.
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A tall man in an expensive suit, Brooks Brothers, if Vlad wasn't
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mistaken, and Vlad rarely was. The man appeared calm as he began his wait.
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At 2:15 Vlad emerged from his hiding place to "greet" his visitors. No one
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heard him approach. When he appeared the two men reached for their
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weapons, Vlad was faster. By the time the two men's hands were just
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reaching into their jackets, Vlad had already drawn, and was aiming his own
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revolver at them. Laughing, Vlad said "come on boys, no need for those".
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Addressing the man in the well dressed suit, he said, "why don't you ask
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your friends to take a walk?" The well dressed man smiled, waved his hand,
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dismissing his bodyguards and said, "they said you were the best"! Vlad
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replied "that's what I'm paid for". "Ah yes speaking of being paid", the
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man reached into his pocket for something, Vlad could barely restrain
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himself from blowing the man away, but he thought that would be bad for
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business. The well dressed man's hand emerged from his jacket holding a
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fat, white, unmarked envelope. He tossed the envelope. Vlad caught it
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deftly in one hand, still keeping his gun trained on the man in front of
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him. Vlad opened the envelope and saw two large bundles of hundred dollar
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bills. Also included, was a scrap of paper with a name scribbled on it. The
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man was watching Vlad intently, as Vlad seemed to ponder something. After
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a few seconds pause, Vlad said "I accept". Upon hearing these two words
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the well dressed man re-entered his car, waited for his bodyguards to
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rejoin him and left.
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Vlad returned to his building, waited for the elevator and went up to
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his apartment. Now that he had landed a job he had preparations to begin.
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After unlocking his door, he replacing the thin piece of hair he kept on
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the door to know if the door had been disturbed, he went to his bedroom.
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Vlad looked at his watch, six hours until show time.
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He pried a loose floor board up from under his bed, revealing a
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battered looking briefcase. Vlad took hold of the briefcase, lifted it out
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of the floor and replaced the board. After opening the case, he
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methodically checked and cleaned the contents. Once he was satisfied that
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all was in order, he repacked the case. Next, he went to his closet. He
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decided on a very ordinary looking black blazer, matching pants, and of
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course, his trademark sunglasses. Vlad smiled as the old adage "All
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dressed up and nowhere to go" flashed through his mind. "Oh well", he
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exclaimed "no where to go", but only for the next five hours. Vlad then
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fell asleep.
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Precisely two hours later, Vlad awakened, tidied himself up, washed
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his face, dressed and left his apartment. Three hours to go. Vlad hailed
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a cab and asked to be dropped at the UN building. Upon his arrival, he
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found a rooftop from which he could see the front lawn of the building, yet
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couldn't be seen himself.
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Vlad re-opened his briefcase and assembled its contents. After sitting
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this way for about three hours ( it seemed like more, but time moves slowly
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even for a professional of his caliber ) he spotted his quarry approaching.
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Five minutes later a car glided up to the driveway in front of the
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building. A man Vlad recognized from the news, emerged from the car. Vlad
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took aim........BANG!!! A loud explosion, a burst of red on a white shirt,
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silence, then a flurry of action. People scattered about as everyone at the
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scene reacted to the death of the Soviet Ambassador. The world would be
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plunged into chaos by this act of terrorism.
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Vlad surveyed the scene, smiled, left his sunglasses upon the ledge
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and carved one more notch on the stalk of his sniper rifle. Vlad then
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returned home to enjoy his new found wealth.
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