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“Okay, but it turned into a job. We were a great team.”
“And you broke up that team,” I snapped, letting my anger get the best of me. It was the wrong thing to do. I gave too much away, revealing how upset I really was that he was gone.
His face softened as he cocked his head at me. “You missed me.”
“Yeah, well, it wasn’t the same without someone constantly trying to kill himself.”
“Man, I love you too,” he grinned, trying to hug me. I pushed him away, right off his chair.
“Don’t you dare ever try to hug me again. That’s just wrong.”
“There’s nothing wrong with showing brotherly love.”
“What’s wrong is that I’ve had to listen to you for the past hour telling me some made up story that you think will make you sound awesome. Here’s a news flash. It doesn’t. You’re supposed to be some badass and you didn’t even have a gun on you.”
“Didn’t you hear anything I told you? It was taken from me by the pirates.”
“Yeah, the guys that were looking for gold. Totally believable.”
“It was!” he argued, getting to his feet. “Do you really think I would make up a story so wild and come back here to give youthatas an excuse for where I’ve been? Even I wouldn’t believe it.”
“Then why didn’t you make up a better story?”
“Obviously, you aren’t listening to me! I didn’t make up any of it!”
“Thenclearly, you’re delusional,” I shot back. “Look, so you say you went out and playedMission Impossible. I get it. Everyone wants to be Tom Cruise. But one, you don’t have the looks for it. Two, you’re too tall. And three, his stunts are awesome, while yours involve fighting people off with an umbrella. It’s just not believable.”
He got a cocky look on his face and smirked at me. “Oh yeah? What if I can prove that I not only pulled off a Tom Cruise move, but also that it was caught on film?”
I shook my head slowly. This guy was never going to stop. “I would say it’s a fabricated video.”
“Not when you see it.” He rushed over to my computer and started typing something into the search. “When you see this video, it’ll change everything you ever thought was true about me.”
He found the video and pressed play. It was basically a recreation of that one Mission Impossible movie where Tom swung from one building to another and released the cable just over the second building, all so he could break in.
“Yeah, it’s a great recreation, but that’s all it is.”
“Aren’t you even a little curious as to what I was doing?”
I looked at the screen again and shook my head. “No, but I’m a little curious as to what this guy was doing,” I said, pointing at the screen.
“That guy is me. I’m him. We’re one and the same! Can’t you see that?”
“I’m about to sit through another story, aren’t I?”
“It’s a good one. I swear.”
I pushed out of my chair and walked over to the mini fridge. “I think this calls for a little bit of alcohol.”
32
FNG
Marrakech.
A few months, 30 days, 15 hours, 11 minutes, and 12 seconds after FNG-Day.
I ranthrough the market in Marrakech with only my umbrella to defend myself. My target was in the wind, and if I didn’t find him soon, the whole mission would be ruined. Not to mention, millions of lives would be in danger.
