Ken sat in the chair of his private jet across from his beloved daughter thinking over everything that happened in the last 72 hours. A folder sat on the table in front of him. Tho the meeting did not go as he originally intended he was able to get his little "Humanitarian" project passed.
His eyes appeared to be bloodshot and what seemed to be make up was running from beneath his eyes. You see the leader of district yellow was having a bit of a problem sleeping the last few days. Then again someone trying to kill you might interrupt your sleeping habits.
Ken could feel himself slipping from consciousness and made 1 statement before completely passing out. "May, wake me when were about to land if I'm still sleeping."
A few moments later he was fast asleep and in dreamland. His dream was not of some far off land or some marvelous event, it was instead of the events of his would be assassination.
It started in his office he was just finishing up some paper work and was getting ready to leave for the evening. He made his way out of the building with his daughter as he did every evening. Luckily for Ken his personal habits would save him this night. Every evening he would always make his way towards his company car but he never drove home in it. He would get into another unmarked car in the parking lot. His driver would drive the empty car and he would drive himself home. Then the next day his driver would ensure his car was once again in the parking lot.
As Ken saw the driver engage the car a bright orange flare erupted from the car and a thunderous roar let out. A few moments and a couple of hurt ear drums later ken was looking at pieces of the car flurried the parking structure.
Ken looked at his daughter, "CHECK THE AREA, I WANNA KNOW WHAT THE HELL THAT WAS!!!"
It was apparent to anyone who knew Ken he was a little more than shook-en up but also knew how to handle this kind of situation. He pulled out a pistol from the inside of his jacket and disengaged the safety. He wasn't sure who was trying to kill him but he was sure a few .45 slugs to the chest would fix them right up. Ken was ready for an encounter tho he was hopeful his daughter would have some information on the situation in a moment.
His eyes appeared to be bloodshot and what seemed to be make up was running from beneath his eyes. You see the leader of district yellow was having a bit of a problem sleeping the last few days. Then again someone trying to kill you might interrupt your sleeping habits.
Ken could feel himself slipping from consciousness and made 1 statement before completely passing out. "May, wake me when were about to land if I'm still sleeping."
A few moments later he was fast asleep and in dreamland. His dream was not of some far off land or some marvelous event, it was instead of the events of his would be assassination.
It started in his office he was just finishing up some paper work and was getting ready to leave for the evening. He made his way out of the building with his daughter as he did every evening. Luckily for Ken his personal habits would save him this night. Every evening he would always make his way towards his company car but he never drove home in it. He would get into another unmarked car in the parking lot. His driver would drive the empty car and he would drive himself home. Then the next day his driver would ensure his car was once again in the parking lot.
As Ken saw the driver engage the car a bright orange flare erupted from the car and a thunderous roar let out. A few moments and a couple of hurt ear drums later ken was looking at pieces of the car flurried the parking structure.
Ken looked at his daughter, "CHECK THE AREA, I WANNA KNOW WHAT THE HELL THAT WAS!!!"
It was apparent to anyone who knew Ken he was a little more than shook-en up but also knew how to handle this kind of situation. He pulled out a pistol from the inside of his jacket and disengaged the safety. He wasn't sure who was trying to kill him but he was sure a few .45 slugs to the chest would fix them right up. Ken was ready for an encounter tho he was hopeful his daughter would have some information on the situation in a moment.
