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"We got a
tail since we left the last corner." Heidi explained her concern. "I
know that Mercedes. It belongs to a lady name Mouth. She's an assassin; sniper
or dagger, piano wire. She used whatever needed to get the job done."
Mouth turned to be
an Asian descent, and one nasty lady driver. She revved her engine and overtook
us. She waved at us and flung her blouse at us.
"She just
threw her blouse at us. Do you mean to tell me that she is driving
topless?" I was speechless. I guess this was Europe, then we do as we like
there.
Mouth braked her
car and did a drift to face towards us. Heidi did the unthinkable; she drove on
the wrong side of the lane and then veered off across the field. The SAAB
worked well off terrain and soon we find ourselves in a private air field.
There was a plane
there waiting to take off. The Learjet 45XR’s holds eight seats in a double
club layout with room to swivel, recline, and track. The cabin’s width and
length are 5.1 feet and 19.8 feet, respectively. Heidi parked beside it and got
off the SAAB. She walked to the plane and mounted it. Soon I saw the two pilots
rushing out with their hands on the head.
"Get in. We
are flying private." I could only nodded.
But that was not
all. As we were taxing to the runway, the Black Mercedes pulled alongside us,
matching our speed. It was my look at Mouth the Assassin. She was a older lady
topless ( not exactly pinup quality but manageable ) and sporting a Mauser 98
rifle with the scope mounted. Its aimed at the cockpit, and she fired off the
first shot. Unlike man, ladies sometimes do not fire warning shots. The shot
missed cockpit but we were taking off to the skies as Heidi pulled back the
level.
"We made
it." Heidi smiled at me. I can see we are as the plane climbed up the
skies. Then she shouted out.
"Bollocks!
She hit the fuel." I looked at where Heidi was pointing at. The fuel tank
was reading almost empty.
"Heidi, it
can't be. She was firing at the cockpit." Then I realized the possibility.
"The plane was not fuel yet for its next trip. How long have we got?"
"Not much.
Follow me." I did as that was the next better thing to do. Heidi took me
to the cabin and reached for her suit. She unzipped it on the sides from her
below her wrist to her ribs and down to her legs.
"Heidi, I
doubt I can make love at this level. We should be ...." I held back my
words. From the side of her suit came out a thick webbing that make her looked
like a flying fox. She did not answer me and proceeded to open the plane door.
I did the same on my suit and pulled out the webbing layer. Heidi had stepped
out and was gliding down like a flying fox. I did the same but I felt more like
a bloody fool.
The plane crashed
as we landed on the forest trees. Soon we climbed down and made our way to the
nearest road. A black Mercedes pulled up.
"Do you need
a ride?" I am looking at the Mauser rifle. It was Mouth but she had on a
scarf around her chest.
"I reckon we
do." Both of us got into the rear seat car driven by Mouth.
Once we were in,
she locked us in and then raised the window shielding us from her. Then the gas
came and I remembered nothing else after that.
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