1. It was a moonless night on the Swiss plains when Doyle first noticed that he had forgotten to renew his passport. Would he be able to get past the border guards at the Romanian crossing with his expired passport? As he approached the barrier he pulled out the last of his remaining Juicyfruit gum sticks thinking this might just be the ticket. Little did he know that..........
Ken was beside himself with angst. How could he kill Ben, his lover, but if he didn't he would be a target of the Association and killed himself. He sulked with the thought of how to get out of the game and kill Sheila and Fritz. Fritz was his mentor and old lover but he must be true to his new feelings and his gut twisted as he sat down for a bottle of Opal Merlot 1997 and a Dunhill ashtray already filled. His mind drifted from his exhaustion and the wine when he his plan started to foment. He called on all his skill as an assassin and a trained agent of the crown before he left a coded message for Monet his Russian handler to contact him with urgency.
4. Fritz is a secretive and reclusive corpulently obese bed ridden midget weighing nearly 800 pounds who relying on Ken Jennings makes him appear as a genius. His hallucinations were frequent and debilitating. He believed his personal nurse Ben was drugging and posioning his daily 24 meals. He had to figure out how and why as he thought Ben wanted his secret encrypted decoder ring cypher on how to diet properly on just bire cheese and his equally evil algorthim on how to cheat at chess. Fritz dispatched Rocco & Moose to take out Sheila, Ben's lover, with extreme predjudice. R&M were consumate Italian assassins whose favorite restuarant served broken leg of lamb.
5. Rocco and Moose announced their arrival to the lobby security attendant. He called up to Sheila and spoke in the secret building code for an alert that something was suspicious, saying, "Sheila, we have two gentlemen here to see you. Shall I send them up or might you care to speak with them?" Sheila clicked on the monitor to see two strangers in long overcoats standing in the atrium. "Send them right on up, thanks." She made her way to the back service elevator and headed for the basement and hoped that she would be able to get clear of the building in time.
Originally posted by coquette6. Unfortunately for her Rocco and Moose (you can call me Bullwinkle), really were consumate professionals, and as such had gotten hold of the architectual drawings of the building (by means better not spoken of) and had split up enabling them to cover both of her escape routes. As the door opened Sheila saw that she was "in a pickle" and drew her 9mm Baretta from her leg holster and tried blazing her way past Moose. As the bullets impacted on his flak jacket he stumbled backwards falling t the floor and enabling her to rush past the prone thug.
5. Rocco and Moose announced their arrival to the lobby security attendant. He called up to Sheila and spoke in the secret building code for an alert that something was suspicious, saying, "Sheila, we have two gentlemen here to see you. Shall I send them up or might you care to speak with them?" Sheila clicked on the monitor to see two strangers in long ove ...[text shortened]... aded for the basement and hoped that she would be able to get clear of the building in time.
Originally posted by Great Big Stees7. She raced to the basement where she had her car (A Toyota Prius) parked in Aptartment 1208s' space, just in case someone made an attempt on her car (she really was a pro). She did a quick search of the car before entering to make sure there were no "surprises". None found she started it up and quickly exited the building heading north on Bella Vista Drive towards her destination...........
6. Unfortunately for her Rocco and Moose (you can call me Bullwinkle), really were consumate professionals, and as such had gotten hold of the architectual drawings of the building (by means better not spoken of) and had split up enabling them to cover both of her escape routes. As the door opened Sheila saw that she was "in a pickle" and drew her 9m ...[text shortened]... jacket he stumbled backwards falling t the floor and enabling her to rush past the prone thug.
Originally posted by Great Big Stees8. Lloyds House of Haute Couture, a front for the Clan. She screeched to a halt in a cloud of burning rubber and flew from her Prius into the foyer where she was met by Lloyd himself, nattily attired in his latest design, a virgin wool, double breasted, three piece , pinstripped navy blue, suit. He said, "what's the big rush sweetie?" (He always refered to her as sweetie), ever since he tasted her delights, low those many years earlier. She winked at him with those beautiful Azure eyes and said, "That's for me to know and for you t find out". Before Lloyd could respond she was closing the door to "the office" and locking it. Llyod thought to himself, "This is my establishment and I'm the last to know what's going on. I really will have to speak to Lance soon, surely he, of all my people, will know what on earth is happening here.
7. She raced to the basement where she had her car (A Toyota Prius) parked in Aptartment 1208s' space, just in case someone made an attempt on her car (she really was a pro). She did a quick search of the car before entering to make sure there were no "surprises". None found she started it up and quickly exited the building heading north on Bella Vista Drive towards her destination...........
11. She suggested that Ben sneak in to the apartment next door and steal some clothes, so he jumped across the 34th floor balconies, only an 8 foot jump, though, so that he could get in through their open sliding door. Little did the elderly couple next door expect to be robbed of clothes by a neighbor. What's this world coming to?
12. While Ben was off to get some clothes to wear as a disguise, not really thinking that "clothes are clothes," and that switching from tweed to plaid, or navy blazer to mauve sweater, was really that different, Sheila was executing her real intention and heading in to his refrigerator to look for a bar of 85% Cocao Lindt. Alas, there it was, his last bar!