The Target

30 Dec

  

“I know you love this chocolate, that’s why I bought it”

 

“Oh! Really…… that is so sweet of you”

 

“Hey, no need to get sarcastic lady, after your discussion with your girlfriends the other day about your favourite chocolates, I think even the driver of the bus knows you like this”

 

“Umm… well.. I’m a big chocolate freak you know and I can’t help but be loud…” she said every inch of her face turning red with embarrassment.

 

“Yes yes I know…. But aren’t all girls like that, squealing and jumping at the sight or even the mention of a chocolate??”

 

“Hey now that’s not fair… and do you want me to congratulate you for your shiny new bike or not??”

 

“That’s your wish sweetie”

 

“Don’t call me that, its cheesy…. Anyway Congratulations”

 

She hated the fact that he always made her blush in some way or the other. And all the endearments drove her crazy. Did he ever mean them or that was just his way to get around with girls??

 

“Oh forget it”, she said to herself. “He’s just too good to be true, must be a big time flirt.”

 

He was looking at her from the corner of his eye, and he could see, she was visibly affected by his remarks. He loved to catch her off guard. She looked beautiful when she blushed.

 

 

“Suspect is in close range to “Mickey”, all units on high alert, I repeat suspect is in close range to “Mickey”, all units requested to be on high alert”

 

“Roger that”

 

“Sir are we going to take him down?”

 

“No, you have to learn to be patient commander, we can’t just shoot him”

 

“I understand sir, but we do this routine everyday, are we really making any progress with it?”

 

“This is tedious and repetitive, but we are being paid millions just so we could nab the right person, do you really want to lose out on that?” the captain said with a slight smirk.

 

“Yeah well, I better give my orders now….. Alpha to tango… Alpha to tango”, the wireless crackled with the usual orders.

 

 

“Hey sweetie, going home eh? Hop on”

 

“How many times have I told you to not call me that Sid, it drives me crazy?”

 

“Hey c’mon now don’t be such a girl, don’t you want to pillion on my new “shiny” bike” he said enacting the double quotes.

 

“Yeah whatever, I anyways missed the bus so, at least saves me the money”

 

“Oh! You are one modest chick huh?”

 

“Shut up and drive Sid”

 

How he loved her smell when she was so close by. He adjusted the rear-view mirror, so that he could see her face, her hair talking with the wind.

 

She caught him stealing a glace at her, he looked away immediately.

 

“Do you mind looking at the road ahead; I would like to reach home alive”

 

“Don’t you worry babes; I will not let anything happen to you”

 

There he goes again, she thought.

 

 

“This is the daily report to Charlie: Target came in close contact today. Got to know the house, the address and the locality. Surroundings are good enough to start for the next step. Request for equipment delivery within 24 hours”

 

“Charlie to Bravo: Good work. Equipment will reach you by 12 noon tomorrow. Set it up fast. Move swiftly Finish the job till end of month”

 

The message ended with a loud crackling sound.

 

To be continued..

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3 Responses to “The Target”

  1. SiD December 30, 2009 at 10:40 pm #

    Shit wat the hell is happening… i will kill if the post is not there in the next two days…

    i mean seriously…:D

  2. SiD December 30, 2009 at 10:41 pm #

    this is ossum!!

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