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 Missing Scene - Target

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He had shot at them. Twice. It made her feel cold inside. Okay, there had been others who had shot at them before. But it had always been, “in the action” so to say. They had sort of expected it, expected to be in danger.

But this. From ambush. That calculated miss. To show “your lives are in my hands.” Playing like a cat would with mice.

And everything from far away.

That was it what she feared: an unexpected, quick death. Some people would favour this – no pain. But you are not able to say “Goodbye”. Have no chance to settle things. Like Manny. Or her mother. Yes, she and her father did have the chance to say goodbye to her mother, but Angie has been too young then. Too young to realize the extent of that “Goodbye”. That she would not see her mother again.

Then her father. Gone in a huge ball of fire. And not so long ago Rick. Admittedly, he had been mostly Rollie’s friend – and Lucinda’s, of course. But during the last months she’ gotten to know him. And him being a friend of her friends made an impact, too.

She didn’t want to die. She loved life and what it could bring for the future. But that was not the thing that frightened her most. What was gripping her heart was the thought that somebody close to her could die. Especially Rollie, her whole family now.

Manny died by an explosion. Rick in a fire caused by a bomb. She and Rollie had nearly been killed by a bomb.

Why was she still able to endure fire, to make special effects?

Okay, she usually did the computer effects, the “real” things were mostly Rollie’s job, though she helped him at that of course. That’s how she knew how the explosives and incendiaries worked. But her main part was doing the computer stuff. Fire, yes – but safe. Virtually.

One would think she’d quit doing special effects, or not have even thought of going into that profession after Manny’s death.  But she did go into it and she would never quit. Although it hurt to be reminded of the accident, it would hurt much more to never see and do the things Manny loved so much, to never see the workshop again. And so her work was like a legacy. A part of Manny lived in her. And, of course, there was Rollie, her family now.

No, she liked what she did, and fire and explosions couldn’t frighten her – she knew how they worked. And what you know doesn’t frighten you.

It was the prospect of somebody – a human being – deliberately wanting to kill them that frightened her. Manny’s death had been an accident. Rick’s too, in a way.

But, now, there was somebody out there who was willing to cold-bloodedly pull the trigger on them. Just because of money. How did the line from that play they learned in school go? “Tis gold which makes the true man killed and saves the thief.” How very true.

Leo came. He was grave, for their little play had taken an unexpected turn. Rollie was furious. But, though he took it out on Leo, HE was not his intended target. Granted, it had been Leo’s idea, but they had been willing to take a part in his little scheme. Sometimes, when everything is running smoothly you can almost forget that it is NO game, NO movie, but reality. Well, Wolff made sure that they were aware of THAT now.

She couldn’t blame Leo, as Rollie wasn’t blaming Leo for real either. Rollie just needed a vent to let his anger and frustration out -- and his fear.

Now they had to think of a solution. She just hoped it would work. She couldn’t endure once again seeing someone near to her being killed or hurt. Hadn’t it happened enough to her for a lifetime?