TERROR

2. GET TOGETHER

There it was, a large office approximately 25feet long and 18feet wide, well suited with different loads of furniture made from pure animal skin and large aluminium windows that set out a clear and beautiful view once seen through it. There he was, Joe Cartwright the owner of that office and the Picasso business company at large. He was sitting in his office chair holding a cigar in his right hand. Taking two puffs of its smoke after every two minutes, he thought..., ' It has been two weeks now and still no report. I better do something before my company falls down. ' He took the phone near his desk and dialed then he said, ' Mr Andrews I need you in my office pronto. ' he hung up.

Two minutes later a tap was heard on Cartwright's door and he ordered to come in. Mr Andrews, a pot bellied man in his late 50's came in. He was in a silver suit that really set a perfect match with his Grey hair. He came in and directly sat on the nearby chair facing towards Cartwright. "Uhm... Mr. Cartwright you called me sir? " ' what else do you think? 'replied Cartwright. ' Our company is falling into pieces. We haven't received any project yet for the past two weeks and money is running out. Haven't you received any call from any part of the country besides this America? Or telegram perhaps? 'he asked. "Oouwh. I'm Very sorry sir. Yesterday I got a telegram from the African secret mineral embassy that was directly supposed to reach to you, " "But I forgot accidentally, "he added. ' I see. You're really getting old. Forgetting important things like this will cost you Andrews,' he replied angrily. ' So where's the damn telegram? 'he asked. Andrews searched his hip pocket thoroughly then.., "Ahaa. I got it. Here it is Sir," he handed him the telegram. Cartwright, so eager, quickly ripped up the envelope and took out the paper. The telegram had the following words.

AFRICAN SECRET MINERAL EMBASSY ILLEGALLY CHOOSES JOE CARTWRIGHT TO CARRY ON WITH THE PROJECT. GENERAL AMOUNT : 579 MILLION $. THE PROJECT ONLY ACCOMMODATES FOUR PEOPLE. WORK AREA : CONGO EQUATORIAL RAIN FOREST.

Cartwright couldn't believe what he just read. ' Do you realize where we would've been if we'd lost this opportunity you pumpkin?' he asked Andrews. To his excitement he told Andrews, ' Four people are needed. Where can I get people with skills who can be able to survive the African forest? There had been myths long ago that once whites land in any African forests they never came back. That is why most people never accept to work for the African embassy. But this bunch of money.... We can't let it go to waste. ' he said.

" Well, I happen to know some of the skilled men who are fit for this job, " Andrews said. "How do you know that? " asked Cartwright in astonishment. " Let's just say I do the spying business as a part time job," he said. " I've read some files in my office concerning four men, each with different backgrounds that seem amusing. I'll go get them for you, " Andrews said as he walked out of the office. ' Get them quick. We'll need all the help we can, ' said Cartwright. ' We need to get those guys who you're talking about together,' he added.

Little did they know about the Congo equatorial rain forest...