Jon berge, who was an award winner in science expeditionist. With great distiction in his line, but the market will say, 'consistency always be apex discussion'. Challenge against and with rivals, working on a cure of a sickness rocking south American, at the final conclusion, he left it for the award night, in north Carolina.
Place and faces full of classic, modern outfit, black suit, and a white cos mor (white inner shirt and tie).
With all gentle men and lady's in present, salutations, pleasantries, showned themselves. Discussing the new world under science expeditions , with glass of champagne, and a host walk in on the podium, Lady's and gentlemen, its my honor as my duty , they laughed , he continue, to announce to you the winner of this year ceremony science science gala night, is no other person than Jon berge, they all faced him and clapped as he walk down to received his prestige efforts, weldone Jon, congratulated by Nickson Hector, shakes hands and he left.
As flattering at the gala night push to an end, Jon heading home for, to celebrate his wins, with a wine he got from the wine shop, close by, as he parked, stop for shopping, he have a company behind him, but he never noticed.
Drove down to his house, press his security location on his car, whistling song of victory.
Entered, drop is key, and hanged his jacket, hit is security button for his private laboratory, for his experiment, he was tag along with a gun point, he was shot at the leg, he use the Erlenmeyer flask fling at him, a dangerous content stacked in volumetric flask, the assassin held the flask, no, no, no, no please drop that, he pleaded as if the world was becon on as savior if released to air.
What? You need it, or I shouldn't break this one, oops, I dropped it, you don't need it anyway, eww! Whats this smile, yes I don't need it anyway but you need me, now for survival, fool bang!bang!bang! Berge shot dead, his accompany left, as he sit the place on fire, bearing the mind of the people it was accidental.
Boss done, as he was cleaning his self up, with his hand, saying science sucks, awful, awful chemicals, bad fragrance, also coughing, then zoomed off.
Hector, I guess am the best, since my successor is out of the line, hahahaha. With one and in dunked in his pocket the other with wine, look at the window, hey honey why are you happy about, glorious day uh? Turn and kissed her and hug with some much passion, that she detects victory
Keep winner, I love the atmosphere, when you win. With a shune bright smile while looking at her.
Same symptom persisted, night screaming, in the morning she always feel boiled look, she picked up the phone called gibbs, but he wasn't at home, so his mom picked up the call, hello, hello, hello, no response, she drops the line, and grab her car key and left to work.
