Heather hustled her lanky body towards her destination.She had to collect the package first.The night was unusually dark,well not really,thought Heather,the night was heavy,it stifled and clung about her,she could feel her skin begin to moisten and she made a final dash up some stairs to an apartment where she was to find the package.The door to the foyer was open and heather stumbled a little as she misjudged the stability of the door.As she grabbed at the door to open it ,the door fell away with a crash.This startled Heather and she hurried up a new round of stairs,up and up to the fourth floor,winding round and round.She was dizzy when she arrived at the room she was told to be at for a certain time.she glanced at her beeper for the time.She had made it,but only just.
Heather stood tall and patted her hair down,she quickly flicked out a hand mirror and re applied her black lip stick.Putting away the mirror,Heather then walked into the door less room.In her effort to get to her appointment on time,Heather had not noticed her surroundings clearly until now.She realized she was in an empty room save for a table with a table cloth on it and two wooded chairs around the table.It was a small table and on it was a black box.She approached the table and looked down at the box,she saw then that a note had been stuck under the box.Heather pulled out the note and unfolded the piece of paper.In large black letters the words read - DO NOT OPEN THE BOX FOR ANY REASON-Heather looked at the box and shrugged.She didn't need to be told that,she never pilfered the drugs,she was a professional.She noticed some gibberish written in tight small letters on the bottom of the note.again she shrugged and crumpled the paper in her bag.She grabbed the box and slipped it into her sack.Swiftly she made her way out of the abandoned apartment building and ran headlong into the deep of night.the address she had was to take her across town to Little Hong Kong.She traveled by foot,bus,subway,hitch hiking,short cuts anything anyway to get to where she needed to be.
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