I fell asleep rather quickly. I had an extremely weird dream. It was about a plan I concocted before I hopped in bed. I thought I could poison Recardo's drink. I could get in the limo before anyone else and easily kill him.
Next week came quicker than I thought. I slipped in the limo and poisoned Recardo's cocktail just before everyone else loaded in. I grabbed a drink for me and the president. "Is it done?" Asked the Vice President. "Yes" I reply hopping he'll take the poisoned drink until I saw he had his own. What will I do now?
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Hostage
Short StoryA woman close to the president gets a rather disturbing "present" the once in a life time decision: to kill the president or her family.
