"I am extremely disappointed, you were given a simple task and you have failed miserably, heads will roll" he savaged the speaker.
Bowen slammed down the phone and hung his grey haired head in his hands. 'How could this happen? The safe house was selected so carefully' He sighed deeply, and swung his chair into it's favourite meditative position.
Coolly he observed the dark streets below 'they still rush back and forth in their little lives, so unaware' He thought grimly. The frown faded, his grey irises widened from vertical slits, into a more rounded shape. Bowen watched patiently in a hypnotic state one phrase running through his apparently inactive mind.
"Patience, yes patience is all. Yesss!"
The end.
Part One of the WWW Trilogy: More to come soon.
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