He is sitting on a bench, a briefcase in his lap. A train screeches to a halt at the station. “Damn” it isn’t his. He relaxes in his seat. The man is aware of everything around him, the political ad for Stirling Broker 2028, the group of woman complaining about the weather, and the group of men that have been following him since he got out of his taxi. He knows what they’re here for, they want the briefcase and they're going to kill him for it. He wipes the sweat off his forehead and straightens his tie. The man needs to get on a train out of there, now. Another train pulls up to the station, it’s his. As he starts to get up the group of men grab him and pull him into the station's bathroom. One pulls a gun and points it at his head another grabs the briefcase and rips it open, then silence, it's empty. A slow grin creeps across his face. The man with the gun pulls the trigger. But he doesn't care the real package had made it home, safe and sound.
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