Prologue: Here we go again.
Flinch was sitting down on his couch- thinking about what he should do today "God DAMN, I'm bored..." He sighed.
*Knock, knock, knock!*
"Hm?" Flinch got up and walked towards the front door "Who is it?" Flinch asked as he slowly grabbed the door knob with one hand and used his other hand to pull out his 44. magnum "Just a warning for you, I don't call the cops!" Flinch told whoever was outside as he swung the door open and pointed his gun at a familiar face "Agent Wade?" Flinch sounded surprised as he lowered his gun "Firmha, long time, no see- old pal." Wade grinned "I figured you might be not very busy for a couple of weeks, so I've got a job for you."
"Does it involve Cuba?" Flinch asked Wade.
"No."
"Good, cause I'm not allowed back in that place, you remember, right? It was that last job you gave me that got me in trouble with their government." Flinch reminded Wade.
"I actually got you job that will take you to U.K." Wade told Flinch.
"I'm going to England, are you shittin' me!?" Flinch's heart skipped a beat when heard Wade mention the U.K "I'm bigger trouble than I am in Cuba!!" "Don't worry, Mr.Firmha." Wade calmed Flinch down "Your there as your alter ego, Fredrick." "You mean the boring Canadian tourist Fredrick?" Flinch asked "Yup, the one and only." Flinch sighed "I'll go pack my stuff..."
"That won't be necessary, we've taken the liberty of packing it for you, I was here to distract you." Wade told Flinch "Besides, we'll provide you with the 'tools you need' when you get the England" as Agent Wade walked away Flinch thought to him self "This feels like 007 movie." Flinch thought to him self as he went back into his house to get his bags.
7 hours later...
Flinch climbed out of the cab and walked over to the truck and opened it, then took his bags out and slammed the trunk shut "Okay, let's do this..." Flinch told himself as he picked up his bags and walked into the airport.
10 hours of security checks and precautions later...
Flinch walked onto the plane "Now that I'm on the plane, all I have to do is find my seat, then settle down. Flinch thought as he walked over to his seat and sat down.
2 hours into the flight...
Flinch was getting restless "(Are we there yet?)" Flinch whispered as he looked to his left and saw a short man wearing a rickety top hat was two seat ahead of him and reading sky mall "Barry?" Flinch called out.
"Eh?" Barry checked his back and saw Flinch "What are doing here!?!" Barry screamed as he jumped out of his seat "Barry, just calm down, I'm not here to fight you..." Flinch slowly rose to he feet "Get back!" Barry warned Flinch as he pulled out a deck of explosive playing cards "Whoa, how did you-?"
"The airport security guards are dumber than you think." Barry told Flinch with a devilish grin as he charged towards Flinch.
"Here we go again." Flinch thought to himself.
Flinch was sitting down on his couch- thinking about what he should do today "God DAMN, I'm bored..." He sighed.
*Knock, knock, knock!*
"Hm?" Flinch got up and walked towards the front door "Who is it?" Flinch asked as he slowly grabbed the door knob with one hand and used his other hand to pull out his 44. magnum "Just a warning for you, I don't call the cops!" Flinch told whoever was outside as he swung the door open and pointed his gun at a familiar face "Agent Wade?" Flinch sounded surprised as he lowered his gun "Firmha, long time, no see- old pal." Wade grinned "I figured you might be not very busy for a couple of weeks, so I've got a job for you."
"Does it involve Cuba?" Flinch asked Wade.
"No."
"Good, cause I'm not allowed back in that place, you remember, right? It was that last job you gave me that got me in trouble with their government." Flinch reminded Wade.
"I actually got you job that will take you to U.K." Wade told Flinch.
"I'm going to England, are you shittin' me!?" Flinch's heart skipped a beat when heard Wade mention the U.K "I'm bigger trouble than I am in Cuba!!" "Don't worry, Mr.Firmha." Wade calmed Flinch down "Your there as your alter ego, Fredrick." "You mean the boring Canadian tourist Fredrick?" Flinch asked "Yup, the one and only." Flinch sighed "I'll go pack my stuff..."
"That won't be necessary, we've taken the liberty of packing it for you, I was here to distract you." Wade told Flinch "Besides, we'll provide you with the 'tools you need' when you get the England" as Agent Wade walked away Flinch thought to him self "This feels like 007 movie." Flinch thought to him self as he went back into his house to get his bags.
7 hours later...
Flinch climbed out of the cab and walked over to the truck and opened it, then took his bags out and slammed the trunk shut "Okay, let's do this..." Flinch told himself as he picked up his bags and walked into the airport.
10 hours of security checks and precautions later...
Flinch walked onto the plane "Now that I'm on the plane, all I have to do is find my seat, then settle down. Flinch thought as he walked over to his seat and sat down.
2 hours into the flight...
Flinch was getting restless "(Are we there yet?)" Flinch whispered as he looked to his left and saw a short man wearing a rickety top hat was two seat ahead of him and reading sky mall "Barry?" Flinch called out.
"Eh?" Barry checked his back and saw Flinch "What are doing here!?!" Barry screamed as he jumped out of his seat "Barry, just calm down, I'm not here to fight you..." Flinch slowly rose to he feet "Get back!" Barry warned Flinch as he pulled out a deck of explosive playing cards "Whoa, how did you-?"
"The airport security guards are dumber than you think." Barry told Flinch with a devilish grin as he charged towards Flinch.
"Here we go again." Flinch thought to himself.