fe house. He suddenly stepped on the gas and spun the wheel. The car turned a full 180 degrees as he continued to accelerate. The car raced past the spot where the first shot was fired. Instantly, another shot was fired hitting the second agent in the face, automatically killing him. Once back on the freeway, Agent Black picked up his mobile phone and rang his boss. "We've got a leak." He spat out quickly, "Shots were fire and John and Ralph are dead, but the kid's still alive. I've got to get him somewhere safe fast." "OK, OK. Where are you taking him?" his boss asked. "I don't want to say. Your phone could be bugged. Ring me back from a pay-phone." Then he promptly hung up. After losing the car that was trailing him, he turned slowly off the freeway and made his way quietly down a suburban street. He parked outside an old weatherboard house and carried Richard around the back. He forced open an old wooden door and carried the boy down the stairs to the basement. His mobile rang. "Mike. That you?" It was the boss. "Yep. I've got the kid and I'm at my parent's house." "What! It's not safe!" The boss said angrily. He trusted Mike, but Richard was a very important witness. "Don't worry. I'm in the basement. They won’t even know I'm here." Agent Black was calm now and had time to think. "OK, but keep it that way." The boss said reluctantly. "We need the kid. No witness, no trial, you know the story. Get some sleep and I'll come down tomorrow in person." Sunlight shined in through the vents along the east wall as Agent Black woke to answer the door. He was still dressed, but had been sleeping and was not fully alert. He opened the door and yawned. Before he had even closed his mouth, the assassin shot the silenced pistol, putting a neat hole through his head. The assassin then stepped over the body and made his way to the boy, who was sleeping on the couch. He pulled a piece of nylon rope from his pocket and completed his mission....
