After a while the truck slowed down and turned into a parking lot. Jack kept drivind to make it not look suspicios, but he stopped a block away and walked back to the lot that the truck had stopped. When he got there they were still taking of the shipping container.
Just then a hand was rested on his shoulder. Jack whipped around to see who it was. It was a cop.
"Could you please stand back sir," said the man.
Jack saw that the man was short, and not heavily built.
"Why," said Jack.
"Just step back<" the man said sternly.
"No!" Jack cried.
The man threatened Jack with a stick, then jack threw a punch at the mans face. He was on the ground immediatly. Then Jack dragged him into an alley. Jack took his uniform and put it on. Then he walked out and acted like he was supposed to be there. And he thought that he could get close enough to see if it was the bomb.
"Stay back," he yelled.
"Hey you," somebody yelled from behind , and Jack turned, "give us a hand with this!"
"Yes sir," Jack said and ran over to help.
When he got there the man said, "Help us lift this."
Jack tryied, but it was too heavy.
"Your legs! Lift with your legs.," said the man.
Jack tried again and it worked, it lifted off the bed of the trailer. Then three more men joined in and it was a little easier for Jack. They brought it to a large building, ninteen stories tall. But when they got to the door the container was too big to fit through.
"Wow, wow, you can't bring that in through here, bring it around back, to the back door," said a man who bursted out of the door.
Then they brought it to the back and saw a huge door, about fifteen feet tall and ten feet wide. They went up stairs and a man opened the door. Then they brought it through the door and set it down inside a large room, full of boxes.
