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Silence was swimming at a speed unattainable by humans. If he slowed down even for a second, he would likely be torn to shreds.So much for 'get in, get out' job.
How things could go so wrong, so fast was beyond him. Crossing the border, no problem. They even sent in dogs but they couldn't find them with all the spices. With no reason to hold them back, the security let them through. There were also no problems heading for a place called Toronto. Silence looked up at the so-called CN Tower, and marvelled how similar it was to a tower in his own world and how it rivalled it as well. Next thing he knew, their luck run out. There was supposed to be a big meeting where a 'Prime Mister' or something was holding some sort of announcment to the people of Toronto. It was Silence and his team's job to make it appear the United Statments or whatever tried to kidnap them."How are we supposed to make it look like the U.S. did this job?" asked a grunt."Anybody get details from 'The Boss'?"
There were a few no's and shaking of heads, but one person standing near Silence, Josh, just smiled."Already thought of it. You'd be amazed what kind of stuff I can git my hands on!" He exclaimed. He opened a box covered by other spices and produced Military uniforms bearing the U.S. flag on them.
"Alright. Get these on, and let's cause a riot." said Silence. He whispered to Josh "Good work."
"Anytime, bro." replied Josh. Bro? Was that some sort of slang term used here? What did it mean?
Silence gave them the plan. Most of the team would secure the perimeter like some guards doing their duty after Silence and Josh got the 'Prime Mistiner' out away from the podium, like his life was in danger. Since the U.S. and Canada had good relationships, it would seem like they were just helping them lend a hand in saving the 'Prime Merserer'. But since they would not get him back, Canada would think they took him. The U.S.would refuse because they wouldn't have him, and then the Mafia would offer to 'help' get the Prime whatever back from the U.S. and ask for a large sum of money, half up front just in case. Then, the Prime whatever would show up, the U.S. would look bad, and the Mafia got a lot of money in a few lies. It was hard to believe Josh was the one who came in to fill in all the holes the plan had. Silence was beggining to grow fond of having him around.