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Jul-25-2009 17:35

"This book was written by Heimlich VonVictor & describes true events that occured during his time as a detective." As he finished these final words on his manuscript he dropped his pen onto the desk. He had just referred to himself as a detective in the past tense for the first time in his life.

He didn't want to believe that it was over, but when one takes pen to paper and scribes one's life story as a matter of record, there was a sense of finality to it.

He picked up the stack of papers before him, each page a piece of a life he would never get to live again. He looked up at the framed newspaper article celebrating his 100th case solved as a detective. It had already started to yellow and fade.

He walked over to the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of gin and a glass. Even if it was a bittersweet occasion, it called for a celebration, and that meant a good Tom Collins.

He looked up at the plaque on the wall that his agency presented him upon his retirement.

"Retirement! Psh! That's rich!" he grumbled out loud to no one in particular. He remembered the exact conversation.

Eric had called him into his office and said it very clearly, "Heim, you're a liability. Some of the stunts you've been pulling lately have got the other detectives mighty scared."

He had tried to brush it off, "I'm a liability!? Do you realize how much money I pull in for this agency each year? You should be down on your hands and knees thanking me for being able to make bank!"

Eric sighed at him, "Heim, I can't keep you on. The Baltimore incident was the last straw. We'll let you retire, and we'll let it look like it was your decision to do so. We'll keep it out of the papers."

What choice did he have? He had put on a grin, went to the dinner, accepted his plaque, and faded into obscurity.

He was reliving this oh so favorite of memories when the phone rang. Startled, he dropped his drink on the floor and the glass shattered.

Aug-26-2009 21:20

Zeo and Heimlich walked through the great doors to City Hall. The men at their sides ushered them quickly through the long marble hallway. Men in black suits swarmed through the building and stared at the two men suspiciously.

"What now?" Joseph whispered, "We're in, but how are we going to explain this to the mayor?"

Heimlich shrugged. "I have no idea!" he rasped, "We have to convince him to cancel the President's speech!"

Their conversation was cut short as the men stopped them. "This is the mayor's office," One of the men said indicating a door, "and he's asked to see you alone. No funny business!"

Joseph and Heimlich were quickly pushed into the room and had the door shut behind them. Sitting in front of them, at a desk covered in papers, knickknacks, and food wrappers, sat Mayor Fiorello La Guardia.

La Guardia cleared his throat. "I understand you gentlemen believe something unfortunate may happen today during President Roosevelt's speech?" He demanded.

"Yes Mr. mayor sir!" Heimlich quickly answered, "Leon Kobetz, an assassin who has gone rogue from the Soviet Regime has illegally crossed into the country and may be planning an assassination attempt on President Roosevelt."

La Guardia rubbed his chin. "Kobetz? Isn't that the fellow we just cut loose due to lack of evidence?" he asked.

"No," Joseph interjected, "ummm sir. That was his brother who we believe may be forced into taking part in this assassination."

La Guardia shook his head and lit up a cigarette. "Now listen here boys," he explained, "Our country is in peril. We're in a place we may not get out of for a good many years. President Roosevelt coming here is giving our citizens some hope. I can't cancel now."

"With all due respect sir," Heimlich pleaded, "think about what it would do if the President were killed in front of the very people he's trying to inspire! You can't risk that kind of tragedy to occur knowing that it could be prevented!"

Aug-26-2009 21:51

La Guardia narrowed his gaze on Heimlich. "Now see here boy," he said with contempt, "I don't know who you think you're talking to, but I have my best men on this. Nothing is going to happen to the President. Not today at least. Now I think it's time for you two to leave!"

Like clockwork the door behind them flew open and a man in black motioned for them to step out. They were quickly ushered out of the building as quickly as they had been brought in. Neither of them said a word as they were being led out. They both knew the implications of what had just happened.

As they were led outside the barrier the man in black addressed them, "We'll being holding your weapons until after the President has given his speech. You may pick them up at the station tomorrow."

Heim shook his head and walked away. It wasn't even worth it to argue at this point. He felt someone grab his shoulders and quickly whirled around to see Eric standing there.

"Vulkie found Kobetz... well Sergei that is!" Eric said excitedly, "We need to go get him!" With that he ran off into the crowd.

"Joseph," Heimlich quickly ordered, "follow him. I'm not supposed to be alive right now so I can't be seen."

Aug-26-2009 22:07

Eric ran through the crowds of people. Why had he thrown his badge at Barnes? It would have been so useful here! He spotted Sergei standing in the front row of people and saw Vulkie standing next to him saying something. He pushed through the last wave of people and got next to Sergei just as Roosevelt began his speech.

"Sergei! What the hell is going on?" Eric demanded.

Vulkie put her finger to her lips, "Quiet Eric! Sergei is explaining!" she hissed. No sooner had she finished her statement when they were joined by Joseph.

Sergei's eyes were filled with tears. "I did not want to kill Richard Cambridge! I do not want to kill President Roosevelt, but I must or everyone will die!" he choked out.

"What do you mean?" Joseph whispered.

Sergei was shaking as he opened his jacket ever so slightly to reveal a pistol. "I must shoot the President when he stops talking and goes to leave. Leon said if I don't, there is bomb under platform that will kill everyone!"

The three detectives looked down in horror at a wire running under the platform. It ran through the crowd among several microphone wires.

"Leon tell me if I don't shoot Roosevelt, then everyone here will die including Roosevelt. Bomb will kill entire crowd!" he sobbed.

Eric grabbed Sergei by the shoulders, "Okay Sergei," he said calmly, "where is Leon?"

Sergei shook in place. "In building back there with Natasha. Third floor, that is where wire runs. Has detonator!"

Eric felt his heart racing, but knew this was no time to stall. "Vulkie," he ordered, "you have to go to those agents and get a message to the President that he has to keep talking no matter what. Joseph, go find Heimie and go get Natasha and Leon."

Vulkie smiled at Eric. "So what are you doing Mr. Taking charge all of the sudden?" she teased.

Eric let out a deep sigh. "I am going to attempt to disarm the bomb."

Vulkie and Joseph both gasped. "No!" Vulkie hissed, "It's too dangerous! You could die!"

Aug-26-2009 22:11

Eric nodded. "Well then I die for my country."

Vulkie shook her head. "There has to be another way! We can stop Leon!" she pleaded.

Eric smiled. "I'm not planning on dying Vulkie. We need to make sure that bomb doesn't go off if Leon is able to hit the detonator. But just in case I do die..." he said as he grabbed Vulkie and planted a kiss on her lips, "I might as well go out with a bang!"

With that he ran off into the crowd looking for a way under the platform.

Aug-27-2009 02:02

My god,I thought. Eric just kissed me. But it felt all wrong. I still had Ace as a "boyfriend". But then again,it felt so good. I... I... I am so confused at the moment. But there was no time for that.

As the clock struck 11 o'clock,I saw the limousine of Roosevelt driving towards the city hall. "Sergei,stay here. If I don't make it in time at noon,you must do what you've got to do..." I said. "But what you ask is impossible. Assassinate President of USA is impossible" Kobetz said. "If anything is certain,if history has taught us something,then you can assassinate anyone" I said and with that,I left.

"Stand back" the men in black suits said,with sunglasses on. "The president must be safe at all costs" as I rushed towards them.

"Mr President" I shouted. "Mr President!". But the President just walked into the city hall.

Can you believe you have to do something so absurd,that you would risk your life with it? I had to do it...

And so,I rushed into the city hall. I went to the Mayor's office,knocked the guards in front of the door out and got into the Mayor's office.

"Mr. President,this is urgent! Believe me! You will be assasinated if you give that speech. Or else,the audience will die because of a bomb. I believe two friends of mine already said it,but the mayor is too stubborn. I'm sorry Mr. President,but I have to do this"

And so,I pulled my gun out and I took President Roosevelt in a firm grip,using him as a shield and walked away,into the open....

Aug-27-2009 02:07

As soon as the audience began to applause,it grew all silent and screams were going on. The audience was in a terrible state,seeing that I "kidnapped" the president of the United States. One of the black suited men came rushing towards me,but the President barked : "Back up,or she's gonna shoot me. Do nothing. It will be alright" the President said and so the black men took care of securing the area.

"Mr President,this is for your own good. I already explained it to you. We've got 15 minutes left,until the decision has to be made." I said and we looked at the clock ticking away.

"Goddamn it Eric,what is taking you so long" I thought and just then,a shot fell and I was wounded.

Surprisingly,it was Sergei Kobetz who shot me....

"That man is a hero!" the audience said and they began to cheer.

And just then,the President began his speech....

Aug-27-2009 11:38

*Clarification- Eric thought he heard Roosevelt begin his speech, but it was actually an introductory speaker.*

Aug-27-2009 20:39

Zeo felt naked striding up the stairs without his revolver. It was the service quarters and security here was loose. Bad idea. Those agents should have make sure all the surrounding buildings were all secure. Zeo knew he should have asked Marvington for his gun, but it was too late now. All he had was his wits against Leon Kobetz.

Quickly he reached the third floor and noticed Heimlich was half a flight below him, breathing heavily. "I'm no spring chicken... Joseph you be careful, I'll be there as soon as i catch my..." Zeo ran ahead. They had no time to loose.

Suddenly he heard a gun shot from below. Zeo looked out the window and saw several agents swarming on top of Vulkie. No luck on warning the President; he just hoped Eric had more luck with the bomb. Eric must have better luck on the bomb or he'll be human pizza...

Just as Zeo was about to turn back towards the hallway, he felt cool mental on his temple. "No so fast, pretty face!" A woman's voice sang.

"Eunice! or should I say Natasha... I never saw that in you." Zeo replied cooly.

"I took acting classes back in Russia, that didn't work out."

"How did an actress wanna-be ended up with a rouge like Leon?" Zeo tried to stall, he just hope Heimlich had caught his breath.

"Well I guess you will never find out..." Zeo could hear the trigger pulling back right beside his ear....

Aug-27-2009 21:05

Heimlich felt his lungs burning as he reached the top of the stairs. He glanced down the hallway and felt his heart stop for a minute. Natasha was holding a gun to Joseph's head!

Slowly he crept behind her as Joseph tried talking to her. "Well I guess you will never find out..." She cackled smugly. No time! Heimlich threw his leg up and kicked the gun out of Natasha's hand.

She looked at him in shock as he grabbed her arm and twisted wrestling her to the ground.

"VonVictor!" she gasped, "So you still live! Leon will be most displeased!"

Heimlich put his foot on her throat and pinned her to the ground. "You have three seconds or I'll snap your neck. Why is Leon doing this?" he demanded.

Natasha cackled, "For Russia of course! Whether by bomb or by gun no one will dare to trifle with Mother Russia when the American President is killed!"

Heimlich took his foot off her throat and let her sit up. "You lied to us all. You murdered a prosecutor! You're going away for a long time! Which I think is better than what I would do to you!" he spat with contempt.

She laughed, "Oh Mr. VonVictor! You wouldn't hit a lady would you?"

Heimlich shook his head. "No I wouldn't," he said as she put on a smug grin, "I would never hit a lady." In a flash he kicked her in the side of the head knocking her out cold. "Luckily I don't see any." he retorted.

Aug-27-2009 22:45

"Nice kicks!" Zeo smiled in appreciation for Von Victor's timely martial arts skills.

The older man picked up the gun and tossed it to Zeo. "You may need this more then i do, Joseph." Zeo may not have his own gun but he still had the handcuffs. The thin detective chained the russian woman to the heat pipe before they headed down the hallway quietly.

The trail was not hard to find, given the cable to the detonator led them right to their target. The room was empty except for the large cube of a trigger by the window overlooking the lawn where Roosevelt was delivering his speech.

Zeo locked his eyes on the detonator as he entered the room. Suddenly someone knocked him down with a single punch in the head; it felt more like a ton of bricks. As Zeo 's vision cleared he saw Heimlich kicking Leon in the head. The Russian didn't even flinch. Leon grabbed Heimlich by the neck and was crushing his windpipes.

"Stop!" Zeo grabbed his gun and aimed at the stocky Russian man. Leon was distracted for a second. Heimlich pulled his knee into the man's stomach, temporarily freeing himself from his iron grip.

'Now!' Zeo thought to himself as he was about to pull the trigger. His vision blurred again. Two Leons. Zeo cursed to himself. Why did it always had to happen at the wrong time? Didn't the doctor said the brain clog was gone? Two Heimlichs lurched himselves onto two Leons. It was getting blurrier and blurrier by the moment. Zeo knew he may not have much time. The blob was struggling and he could hear Heimlich grunting through clenched teeth. From the sound of it he was losing....

No time left. Zeo fired.

A blob fell down, right on top of the detonator, triggering it.
"Sh*t!" Zeo cursed.