“Is there a camera in Salem’s room?” I asked. “Of course” he said. Malcolm found that square and enlarged it. The feed showed Salem working on his computer. “I wonder what he’s doing” I muttered.” We can find out” Malcolm told me. “Show me” I said.” We’re already in the computer system so we can see almost everything” Malcolm explained. He punched in some commands and the screen changed. Instantly I could see what Salem was typing. He was e-mailing. “Who is he e-mailing” I thought. As if reading my mind Malcolm scrolled down and found three e-mail addresses. Malcolm gasped “Ace he’s getting the ring back together to, to kill you.”
My eyes widened. “Malcolm we have to do something we have to get them before they get us.” “Wow wow where is this” we” and this “us” coming from I never agreed to any of this. I don’t intend to go back into stealing things. That’s why I have this apartment room. I was clean for 8 years I’m not about to start now.” “Malcolm…” I let the sentence hang. “Ace I’m sorry but after what happened last time I teamed up with you I’m not sure I’ll ever try to hack anything anymore. I mean getting into Salem’s system yeah I just did that but that’s different.” I took a deep breath and said “Malcolm, I know you don’t want to do this but the fact of the matter is I need you. It’ll be four to one.”Malcolm was silent for a long time then finally said “Ace I’m your best friend and I can’t let you die. This is probably the most idiotic thing I’ve ever done but I’m in” My poker face cracked and I was grinning and laughing with relief. I thought about each member of the diamond ring, there are Gunter, Naomi and Daniel. Gunter was buff and extremely muscular. Although he was physically fit he was the stupidest person I’d ever met. I could not out strength him but I could definitely out smart him, and use his weight against him. He used his shotgun he called Beth and his massive fists. Naomi was a master of martial arts she was fast, agile and limber. She was basically a ninja. Naomi fought with darts she threw with uncanny accuracy, and daggers. In order to beat her I would have to keep my distance from her. Daniel was wealthy and used the newest of technology from bullet proof vests to custom made rifles he had them all. If Daniel knew I was coming and was ready for me I wouldn’t stand a chance but with the element of surprise I would be able to survive.
That night I took a shower and went to bed, but I couldn’t sleep. At about midnight I dozed off. I didn’t sleep for long because at about five in the morning Malcolm burst into my room
“Ace” He said
“what”.
“Gunter.”
“What about Gunter” I asked. “He’s here In New York” Malcolm exclaimed in a panic. I shot out of bed. “What! How do you know?”
“Come here," Malcolm beckoned. I ran after him. “Look at this,” Malcolm said pointing at his computer. I read what was on the screen.
Hello Salem,
I’m in. A chance to kill Ace would be amusin. I am coming tonit in my private helicopter.
I am taking off from NY in half an our.
Gunter
I took a second to marvel at Gunter’s uncanny literary skills. “Malcolm, do you know where Gunter is?” I asked. “Well I know where his helicopter is kept.”
“Where.”
“Gunter’s helicopter is docked at Commander’s Field; it’s a private military air port.”
“Unfortunately it’s on the southern tip of the city and we’re on the northern edge, and I got this message 20 minutes after it was sent.” Malcolm explained. “So we are not going to get there in 10 minutes.”
“Oh” I said disappointed.
“But if castle Banther is in Maine and Commander’s Field is in southern New York then Gunter has to fly all the way over New York City in order to get there.” Malcolm said. Three minutes had passed since Malcolm had waked me up. “Malcolm we have to intercept that chopper.” “I know that… and I know how to do it.”
Two minutes later I walked out of Malcolm’s apartment, about 5:10 AM. The man at the front desk was asleep so I slipped out the front door, closing it silently behind me. A voice buzzed in my ear. It was Malcolm. “Before you try to take him down let me mess with the helicopter controls.”I didn’t really know what Malcolm could do from his apartment but this was Malcolm with a computer anything is possible. “Okay I’m tracking the helicopter it looks like Gunter just passed the Chrysler building so he should be by you soon.” I went around the side of a large metallic building and found the fire escape ladder and started my vertical climb. Before my departure I had changed into my original black cloak and belt. My hood was up and my revolver and knife were tucked in my belt. I was about half way up the building when I looked back I was seeing double, cars were only dots of color people were even smaller. If you’ve ever climbed straight up on a loosely attached ladder on the sheer edge of building it’s a little unnerving. I’m not afraid of many things but heights are one of them. It took all of my will power to keep climbing. Finally I reached the top of the building. Malcolm buzzed in; “Gunter is close get ready Ace.” That’s when I heard the helicopter it was a soft audible chop-chop-chop-chop. At last I could make out a thin ghostly outline of the air craft it was so faint and skinny it looked like a pencil sketch.
As it got closer my stomach lurched this was no ordinary chopper, it was German manufactured with two mini-guns (which are not small by the way) mounted on both sides. Whatever Malcolm was planning on doing it had better work. The helicopter was very close now I could see Gunter and a pilot in the cockpit I desperately wanted to pick Gunter off right then but if I shot him the pilot would gun me down with one push of a button. If I Shot the pilot it would give away my position and Gunter would take over the controls. Just then something strange happened to the helicopter. It swerved left and smashed into a building it jerked the other way and tossed the passengers about inside. I couldn’t help but smile this was what Malcolm had in mind. Suddenly the chopper tumbled out of the sky. Gunter lunged out of the vehicle, barely clinging on to a scrawny flag pole. (I thought some nasty words.) So close yet so far. Gunter equipped with his impossible upper body strength, swung himself onto my roof top! This was the first time I could see Gunter clearly. Not much had changed about his appearance. He still had the same buzzed blonde hair, the same impressive biceps, triceps and every other cep and muscle you could imagine. He also had his Hand crafted shot gun he called Beth. I slipped the pistol out of my belt and took aim, and fired.
