Chapter 5 – Setting up.
"Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain." muttered the small man who was not actually behind the curtain but rather up in a tree. He watched as the sleek gray car slid into place in front of the timber framed modern Japanese home. The car parked where he had hoped it would and a man and two teens, all bearing a marked to resemblance to each other climbed out the car, gathered their gear and began walking towards the house. For just a moment the sights of the rifle rested on the back of the tall blonde man walking in the group but then they moved on. No, no. They didn't want him dead. At least not yet. Instead, the man used the scope to check on the two guards, one in a tree of his own near the driveway entrance and the other walking a path around the grounds of the house, one that kept him out of sight of the house itself yet gave him a view of the yard. The small man wondered for a moment if it had all be deliberately landscaped to allow a guard path and then shrugged. He really didn't care. Besides the man on the ground was now almost directly opposite his target and as far away from it as possible. The rifle sight swung up and the bulb in the security lamp slightly to the left of the car disintegrated. There was no sound from rifle and almost none from the light bulb. Neither of the guards appeared to notice anything. The small man smiled to himself and climbed down out of the tree. Nothing more to do now until nightfall.
3am and the small man, now clad in mottled light and dark gray clothes moved slowly on the ground towards the yard. As hoped, no one had decided the broken security light was worth a rush fix job. They would leave it until tomorrow. It may be that they still thought the bulb had just been burnt out, or even accidentally broken from something tossed around on yesterday's breeze. This wasn't an important light. It wasn't near the entrance to the property via the driveway. Nor was it on a side close to the neighbor's house. All it did was put one patch of ground, and the front right fender and tire of the gray car in shadow. Once again, he timed the guards rounds. There were more of them at night but that was okay, what he had to do wouldn't take long. He reached the short row of bushes inside the car parking area an paused as a guard wondered by. After counting to 15 he moved slowly out from the bushes into the shadow that existed for tonight only and pushed a small plastic box under the right fender. It was less than 1 X 1 inches in size and wouldn't show up on any metal or bomb detectors. Well, to be fair, it wasn't a bomb. Now the man turned to retrace his careful steps back out of yard and into the forest. It wouldn't do to get caught on the return journey. Then they would be too suspicious.
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Whoa, another short chapter. :) But now we're finally getting the idea that something is going to happen. What? And when?