A/N: Since you all asked so nicely, I've decided to update again. sniff It's the last chapter!
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"Hans, you jerk!" Adelaide exploded, grabbing hold of Hans. "You conniving, back-stabbing asshole jerk!"
Hans just smiled.
"So, now you show your true colors, huh?" Adelaide questioned, hands on hips. "These people were just a part of the game-plan. Well, why don't you kill me with them?"
"No, Adelaide!" Mike shouted. "Run away from here! You can still survive from all this!"
"I'm not leaving you!" Adelaide called back. "Hans, deactivate it!"
"It can't be deactivated," he replied.
Adelaide was at the point where there were tears forming in her eyes. "Please, Hans…"
"I'm sorry," he said, somewhat remorsefully. "What's done is done."
"Adelaide, move," Mike said. "I'm gonna lift my finger."
"Don't!" Adelaide screamed in terror.
"I have no choice. Now move. You need something to tell your grandkids."
"Don't even say that, Mike. I won't let you die."
"Three…"
"Mike, stop!"
"…two…"
"No, please! Mike, don't!"
"…one."
The pen gave a loud "pop" and everyone ducked. Adelaide opened one eye to see that the guests, the pen, and the plane were all in tact.
"What the…?" Adelaide began in disbelief.
"Like I said," Hans replied, placing his arms on Adelaide's shoulders. "I'm not a monster."
"That was a horrible trick!" Adelaide said, tears spilling down her cheeks.
"Mike, is it?" Hans questioned the shaking man. "You can keep the pen. It's a souvenir of your little adventure. But if you say anything to the cops, I will hurt you and your family who currently reside at 23 Parkview North."
Mike gulped and pocketed the pen.
"Hans, if you were to kill one of us, who would it be?" Adelaide questioned, a thought coming to her.
"I go by a 'first come, first serve' basis," he replied.
"That's awful!"
"Again, a joke. You have to stop taking things so seriously, Adelaide."
Adelaide gave a little smile. "I do have another question – why was that money in the airport?"
"The money was from a large heist back in 1970. A lot of people were killed, and the group of thieves found that they couldn't run off with one billion dollars. And where else to hide it but an airport? Who would ever suspect that?"
"Well, you did."
"Yes, but we are trained professionals. As for the rest of you, I suggest you hail some taxis and get a good night's rest. And perhaps, if you're good, Santa will leave you some presents under the tree."
Still extremely shaken up, one by one, they disappeared into taxis. In a couple of minutes, Adelaide and the terrorists were the only ones occupying the runway.
"You're a very unique man, Mr. Grüber," Adelaide mused, smiling and placing her arms around Hans' neck. "Tell me – what exactly is the terrorist state of mind? What do you do, now that you have one billion dollars to spend?"
"Well, we are now going to infiltrate Nakatomi Plaza and retrieve six million dollars in bearer bonds," Hans replied. "And I think you could fill a position with us."
"So, it's official – welcome to the group, Addie," Theo said, placing his arm around her neck. "I think you're gonna like it."
Adelaide smiled in response. She looked up at Karl, who also gave a slight smile and nod.
"Well," Adelaide said. "Off to another event that, if caught, will land us a cell in jail and a spot in hell."
The others laughed. "If caught," Hans noted. "If we are caught. And if everything goes right, I don't think we'll need to worry about it."
"But I am wondering…why not stop? You have enough money as it is."
"See, my dear," started Hans. "The thing about terrorists is…we don't just stop at one."
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A/N: Yep, it's short, but it's done. Thanks to my most avid readers, redlady27, and Angel-of-Darkness25. Thanks for playing along! Ciao!
