Screw the Author's Notes; I'm just going right to the chapter.

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The (Attempted) Escape

"Yes, Kramer, it's me." said Jerry.

"It's been more than a year!" yelled Kramer excitedly "How've ya been, buddy? Do you know what happened to George and Elaine?"

"Relax, Kramer. I'll explain everything. Just meet me at the coffee shop."

"Just like old times, huh buddy?"

"Yep. But there's a bit of a problem."

"A problem?"

"Yes, a problem. You won't be able to leave the apartment through the front door."

"Why not?"

"I don't have time to explain. Just do everything I say, exactly as I say it, and there should be no trouble."

"Wait, wait, whaddaya mean 'trouble'?"

"Just do what I say Kramer."

"Okay, okay."

"First, go across the hall to my old apartment. The door should be open."

Kramer walked out of his own apartment, went across the hall and opened the door to Jerry's old apartment. The door was open just as Jerry said. Kramer was worried that his new neighbor might freak out and call the police, (he never really liked Kramer) but the room was mercifully devoid of any human activity.

"I'm in." said Kramer.

"Good. Now go over to the window." replied Jerry.

Kramer obeyed.

"Now open it and climb down the fire escape."

Kramer opened the window and had just stuck one leg out the window when he heard footsteps coming towards the apartment. Kramer swung his other leg onto the ladder just as three figures entered the room. Kramer recognized the one in front immediately: it was Newman. The three were wearing black suits, sunglasses, and silver-grey earpieces on their left ears. They looked like Secret Service agents.

"I'm afraid the only way you're leaving this building is with us, Kramer." said Newman.

Kramer said nothing, but scrambled down the fire escape as fast as he possibly could. When he got to the street, he began sprinting in the direction of the coffee shop and held the phone up to his ear.

"What the hell's goin' on, Jerry!" he yelled.

Before Jerry could respond, Kramer felt something heavy slam into him from behind and was knocked off his feet. The phone flew from his hand and clattered up the sidewalk. It took Kramer a second to realize that he'd been tackled. The attacker pulled him roughly to his feet and Kramer looked at him: it was one of the men who were with Newman. He dragged Kramer over to the front of the apartment were Newman and the other black-suited man waited next to a black car.

As Kramer and his captor approached, the second anonymous man climbed into the driver's seat while Newman got into the front side passenger seat. Kramer struggled to get away as the man holding him opened one of the back seat doors, but couldn't get away.

This guy's got a helluva grip he thought.

The man holding Kramer forced him into the back seat of the car and climbed in after him and closed the door. Kramer looked at Newman.

"Aren't you a mailman?" he asked.

Newman merely smirked.

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