Jack Ryan walked into the sea food restaurant. His feet sweating in his
size nine men's dress shoes. It was about 27°C. The heat was ghastly.
Jack was happy to walk into the cool air-conditioned 15°C. The wallpaper
was freshly pasted onto the wall. There was an imperfection in the
placement of the wallpaper causing the pattern to be miss matched in
certain areas. About two thirds of the way down the wall there was a seam
that was easily noticed.
A waiter met the president of the united states (POTUS). He was about 23 years old with A type blood. "Oh I see you have brought the first lady," said the waiter. "She comes with me on all my business trips," replayed POTUS. "She won't be sitting at the same table will she?" "No of course not. These matters are to sensitive for civilian ears to hear."
Cathy was lead to a different table. A speck of dirt was on her glasses. She wiped it off. Little did she know that the small speck of dirt was not American. The soil was native to the country to the north. Canadian spies were surrounding the president and the first lady. The Canadians were instructed to eliminate the president and the first lady should the discussion break down.
Jack Ryan was meeting with the billionaire Bill Gates. His company had developed a technology that would allow them to track anyone in the globe and shut down their computers. Many of the Canadian governments were using hacked versions of these computers. The hacked OSes were developed by a terrorist organization. The Canadian government would be greatly crippled if the deal were a go.
"Good day Mr. gates," said POTUS. "I hope that you have read the proposal and find it favorable for your government." "Yes it is a wonderful idea, with this system we can eliminate the Canadian spies to the north." "Isn't that some what, unethical?" "Yes the time is now to eliminate the fairness of democracy." "You realize by allowing this technology you are allowing me to be able to monitor anyone at anytime?" "Yes I realize the full implications of this." "Then is the agreement finalized?" "Yes the deal is sealed."
Now is when the Canadian team was to react.
Jack stood up. He had a nauseating feeling. He asked to leave the restaurant. "Crap!" Yelled the Canadian spy. The patrons at the restaurant were quite startled at his remark. The Canadian ran out after POTUS. "Why the hell didn't we get a sniper out there!" thought the Canadian.
Jack never said another word. He couldn't he was dead. Jack Ryan was a victim of bad clams.
A waiter met the president of the united states (POTUS). He was about 23 years old with A type blood. "Oh I see you have brought the first lady," said the waiter. "She comes with me on all my business trips," replayed POTUS. "She won't be sitting at the same table will she?" "No of course not. These matters are to sensitive for civilian ears to hear."
Cathy was lead to a different table. A speck of dirt was on her glasses. She wiped it off. Little did she know that the small speck of dirt was not American. The soil was native to the country to the north. Canadian spies were surrounding the president and the first lady. The Canadians were instructed to eliminate the president and the first lady should the discussion break down.
Jack Ryan was meeting with the billionaire Bill Gates. His company had developed a technology that would allow them to track anyone in the globe and shut down their computers. Many of the Canadian governments were using hacked versions of these computers. The hacked OSes were developed by a terrorist organization. The Canadian government would be greatly crippled if the deal were a go.
"Good day Mr. gates," said POTUS. "I hope that you have read the proposal and find it favorable for your government." "Yes it is a wonderful idea, with this system we can eliminate the Canadian spies to the north." "Isn't that some what, unethical?" "Yes the time is now to eliminate the fairness of democracy." "You realize by allowing this technology you are allowing me to be able to monitor anyone at anytime?" "Yes I realize the full implications of this." "Then is the agreement finalized?" "Yes the deal is sealed."
Now is when the Canadian team was to react.
Jack stood up. He had a nauseating feeling. He asked to leave the restaurant. "Crap!" Yelled the Canadian spy. The patrons at the restaurant were quite startled at his remark. The Canadian ran out after POTUS. "Why the hell didn't we get a sniper out there!" thought the Canadian.
Jack never said another word. He couldn't he was dead. Jack Ryan was a victim of bad clams.