"No don't let them in to the file room. You do that and all we have done for the last ten years will lead to us spending the thirty in prison! I'm on my way to the office now, call Leonard and let him know we need tickets out of country as soon as possible. We need to start getting rid of what documents we can and quietly. The less the feds know the less likely we will need to stat out of country for the rest of our lives." The engine of the car roared as the man behind the wheel kept the gas pedal depressed and in a lower gear to keep accelerating. He yanked the wheel left then right as he swerved through traffic in a mad rush to reach his destination. The office was only a few more blocks away, once there he would need to get to his office. A snark prayer escaped his lips hoping Leonard was able to get the airline tickets for the first flight out of country. Once at the airport he would need to select which of his passports to use. Maybe Timothy Goodman, a simple engineer visiting southeast Asia for widget production lines. Yes that one will do. Now Theodore just needed to grab his laptop and...
He saw it a second to late. The traffic light was red and a semi-truck was in the middle of the intersection. The sports car collided with the rear axle of the truck, the frame of the car collapsing under the impact. The seat belt dug into the man's skin as the force of the sudden stop pushed him into the rapidly deploying airbag. Neither of the safety devices did much to save him from his neck snapping.
No! Not like this, not yet. Oh by God not yet! All he could see was the world slowly going dark save for a spot of light in the distance.
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Theodore shot up with a gasp as he regained consciousness. His hand shot up to his left shoulder and neck feeling for where the broken bones should be. Nothing but firm flesh and bone could be found. No breakage, brusing or bleeding could be found. A quick look around reveled a dark room with dim lights around him. The structure seemed to be crumbling and leading off into a cave. He could hear the sound of voices nearby. Some of them seemed to be confused and uncertain.
Cautiously and quietly, Theodore got up from where he lay and walked towards the voices. "Excuse me but where are we in the hospital, how long have I been unconscious? I don't think I've seen this side of John Hopkins. "
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