That shady guy in the fedora was behind him again- it was painfully obvious that he was following him. What other person would have to go to the library, the laundr-o-mat, the comic book store, the book store, and a paint shop? Besides him of course. He always had odd errands to run; it was part of working for Sally. The archeologist had a wide range of hobbies and was well known in the burro and she made sure that Matt trekked the whole thing before making it back to the office. She liked to annoy him like that. But this guy was still there. He was sure he would have lost him in the comics, but no, even as he chilled for a few minutes in a Lay-Z-Boy, there he was. He was obviously not very good at following people, or he wanted to make it obvious to make Matt approach him. Well, if the latter was true, then he was going to get his wish. There was no way that Matt would let this guy follow him to Sally's place without knowing who he was first.
"Name, rank, and serial number." Matt said from behind the fedora. The hat lifted and revealed a beautiful, young woman with utter confusion written all over her rather adorible face. It wasn't often that Matt was taken aback by the look of someone, but he had rarely seen a beauty such as hers. "Uh...sorry ma'am, I thought you were someone else." he stuttered.
She smiled mischevously and took his hand. "I could be." she said mysteriously. Without realizing it was happening, the woman led him out a side door to an alley. When he realized what happened he pulled from her grasp. "What's going on lady?" he demanded, no longer hypnotized by her looks.
In a moment she had a knife to his throat and her once playful eyes were hard and cold. "A message to your boss- stay out of Israel."
When Matt awoke he was lying in the same alley with a small crowd of people around him. They were concerned for him, asking after him, wanting to call for help, offering him food, water, peramedics. He thanked them and left as quickly as he could. He felt as if he had dodged a bullet...but had he really?
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