![]() ![]() ![]() But here, his target area was empty and there would be no one to stop him now. The element of surprise was, after all, one of his greatest assets. All his senses were on alert – waiting and watching for anything out of the ordinary – anything which could upset these carefully laid plans. ![]() Once again he turned to look out the window. It was like a drug and Saif knew he never get enough of a fix. While anxious, he still enjoyed this time of the mission best of all – the advent to a kill, stealthily stalking the unwary foe, savouring the seconds before pushing that button. Taking a deep breath which helped to steady his nerves, he whispered to himself: It is almost done. Scanning the dark track before him, he knew that the end would be in sight any minute now. Saif felt better now knowing that his task was almost over. Her heart was beating strong and all was well. The little red light on her main control panel continued to blink reassuringly. The thick nylon straps held her securely in place and the firm styrofoam base cushioned her against the frustrating bumps of her final journey. She was still there, lying peacefully, looking almost serene in the stillness of the darkening evening. Gingerly he turned to look back into the cargo bay of the old van. The rough dirt track was filled with potholes and every jolt frayed his nerves even more. ![]() RECLAIMED LAND IN CHANGI, SINGAPORE – NOVEMHOURS ![]()
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