Your instructions
u2fan
Sam looked around, it was so so busy, so he decided it was time for a
costa coffee, till the crowds went down, he didn't want to be
followed. Sat on a street near Soho he watched the crowds as the sun
set. Time to go and get the instructions, Sam walked along, the sky
turning a navy blue, he eat a quick mars bar and was on his way to
Clifford Street, he came to the junction at Old Burlington Street and
his phone beeped, it was within range of the secret server, the
bluetooth connected and downloaded some instructions "go to location
2, burnside" so off Sam went, he looked around and there was a grey
office building several stories high, a light turned off. It was
getting darker so Sam walked along New Burlington Street and jumped on
a bus to location 2, it took about 30 minutes, the bus went over the
thames and Sam jumped off, the bus station looked like a ski jump. Sam
walked a short way past location 2, again the phone beeped more
instructions. "Check this dude out, he's dodgy, he will exit location
2 in 1 minute" a photo arrived it was off some Arab looking guy. Sam
was to follow the dodgy spook see if he was going to be lifted by the
enemy.
Sure enough the Arab guy came out of the building and Sam tailed him,
the Arab jumped on the bus 77 to waterloo and then got on a train, Sam
sat a few seats along. Meanwhile at location 2 the officer in charge
of instructions was training up a novice "Well you see, our specials,
we know for sure they will be walking past at a certain location on a
certain day at a certain time, if there is a job then they will be
sent instructions, bluetooth is good for sending instructions,
sometime the location is a night bus sometimes outside the front door
if the information has to come from the server, for internal breaches
we send the information to a specific phone, the agent will walk past
and the server will recognise the phone and download the instructions,
it's all very hush hush" the novice asked "so how do they get paid?"
the boss replied "swiss bank account or gold at drop points, all
untraceable, some bag that looks like a bottle of booze might have 10
grands worth of gold in it"
Sam was looking out of the window wondering when the dodgy arab would
get off, sure enough the train stopped at Hounslow and he got off. The
arab went in to a arab cafe and a imam came and sat down next to him,
Sam sat down on the table next to him and read a paper, the arab had
never met Sam and was oblivious, Sam was listening recording the
conversation on his iphone relaying it back to location 2 via a
special encrypted app. Sam couldn't understand a word the arab was
saying, but back at location 2 someone did, and that someone began to
sweat "Damn their going to fly him away tonight, quick better put a
stop to that, tell Sam to keep a close eye on the dodgy arab". Sam got
a SMS "follow him, we think he's going to the airport", the dodgy arab
discreetly pushed a USB drive over the imam "Here's their secrets,
who's on the watch list in Iran" the imam smiled "Good work" he pushed
back a ticket to Saudi "You can fly home now, you are a hero of the
coming Caliphate, the Mahdi will be proud, I'm sure there will be a
beautiful virgin waiting for you at the airport" the dodgy arab smiled
and imagined in his mind all the gratuitous copulation he no doubt
would be enjoying in a few hours. They both smiled and left the cafe
going separate ways, Sam waited a minute and left, the arab got in a
cab and was gone, Sam was disapointed he'd lost the arab and SMS'd
back "Lost him, got in a cab assumed to the airport, he picked up
ticket" a SMS came back "Ok not a problem, go to the airport and meet
Benny, Terminal 1" a photo came across it was off Benny since Sam
hadn't met him before.
Sam jumped on the tube to the airport, sat across form him was the
hottest looking arab chick, she had lovely long legs and long hair,
Sam was captivated and getting somewhat aroused, she got off before
the airport and Sam was sad. Sam met up with Benny, Benny said "We've
spotted the dodgy arab, the old bill is picking him up now" Sam and
Benny looked over and sure enough there was the old bill walking over
to the dodgy arab. Benny smiled "Come on Sam, fancy a pint, our job is
done" Sam was surprised "Done, hardly, what was on that USB stick?"
Benny smiled "Don't worry there was someone following the imam, the
old bill picked him up and got the stick, it had all the Iranian names
on the watch list, job done, come on mine's a John Smith's, they have
a nice pool table down the pub" and off they went.