1 Sep 2000
September, A.C. 197
The elegant man in the slim-fitting tuxedo made a final adjustment to his tie and stepped out of the carriage. He was earlier than his schedule called for, but he was the kind of man who knew that victory always went to the swift and that sometimes defeat could be snatched from the jaws of that same victory by the simple fact of not being punctual. He, however, would never fall prey to that ill-mannered trap. He was a man who had commanded armies, who had made bold gestures of life and death on a global stage, and had had the sheer bloody-mindedness to keep his eyebrows just the way they were (thank you very much) in the face of what often amounted to rather heated opposition.
He was a warrior, and woe to those who let the evening clothes and breath-taking charm deceive them into thinking him less and therefore dropping their guard. The fact was he had always been ruthless, but never more so than he was right now. The greatest prize in the world lay just inside a modest apartment one half a block south of where he now stood, and tonight he would take that precious jewel as his own. Giving himself a satisfied smirk, he began walking towards the small apartment to claim his justly-earned reward.
End of Teaser One
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