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Hello Dear Reader,

My name is Nicolas Dean. No I am not a writer, I am a researcher. I have made it my mission to record some of the most extraordinary people in all of history, people who are never given credit for there doings. This is the story of Ian Overdale, the agent of angels, who saved his country from great turmoil.

By night, by day, more extraordinary people of history still wait to be discovered…

~Nic Dean

Friday, September 18, 2009

Chapter: 18

Ian Goes Shopping!
February, 3, 2013
Santa Fe, New Mexico
15:11
Ian couldn’t believe how stupid he had been, he hadn’t asked Hanke, Penn, McDale, or even Aaron where the safe house was! Ian just stood in the middle of the sidewalk dumfounded. Then the concert exploded right by his foot. Ian turn and saw that there where multiple snipers in the windows of the smoldering hospital. Ian ran up the street -still under sniper fire- and then down an alleyway. Ian discarded his pistol there, partly because he didn’t like pistols (ever since the inauguration assault), partly because he has out of ammo. Ian headed for the end of the alleyway (because going in the way he came wouldn’t be vary smart) and turned to look upon another street. This one was crowed with people, pedestrians, police, fire crew, new reporters to name a few. Ian heard one of the new reports over the chaos, New Mexico General Hospital as you can see behind me is in flames, most of the patients have been evacuated bust the fire crew has not yet entered because of reports of a mad terrorist organization inside the police have been organizing a SWAT team… Ian had heard all this from the sidelines of course because he was still in his hospital clothes. Ian back into the alleyway thinking about what the reporter had said, police have been organizing a SWAT team, there still might be some hope… but Ian didn’t think even a SWAT team could outsmart the supreme strategy of none other then the Officer himself. Ian took out some clothes out of his bag (witch thankfully had been saved from the raid) and put them on. He walked out into the street calmly and proceeded down the road until he found a Best Mart. He entered it, his stock of food was running low (along with fresh clothes). Ian was at the deli when it happened, a feeling… that something was wrong, it reminded him of the inauguration, sensing that something bad was going to happen. “Is there something wrong?” a lady behind the counter asked. “No, no I think I’m fine.” Ian walked a few steps back and then he was face-to-face with a burly French man. “Where you going, punk? I have something to discuss with you Overdale.” the man said holding Ian tightly by the thought. But the worst thing was the man’s face, black scored, and it looked like charcoal. “Let up Froid! The Officer wants him alive.” a guy with Froid said. “I don’t care what the stupid Officer wants! I will kill this boy if I want! Look what he did to my face!” Froid said savagely. Ian realized with a jolt that this was one of the men from Echo Cell Phone Tower, only 10 bodies where found there! Then there was a gunshot and Ian collapsed and the floor.

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