Stand By Your Hitman
“All others are number two, or lower.—Mystery Men I tried to sleep. Really, I did. But it was impossible. It appeared that some of the members of our team talked, shouted and sang in their sleep—except for me, Lex and Isaac. I’d have to figure out a way to deal with that. Otherwise, I’d drop dead from lack of sleep.It was so early the sun wasn’t up yet. I had no idea what time it was, so I climbed to my feet and slipped out of our lean-to.The fresh, salty air felt so good I didn’t want to do any...thing. Jimmy, Bert and Ernie were nowhere to be found. They probably got to stay at the resort. Oh well.A five-foot-long piece of bamboo lay near my feet. I snatched it up and decided to do a little fishing. After looking both ways, I took off my bracelet and snapped it into a straight saw. As quietly as I could, I split the end of the stick into four sharp tines, reinforcing them by binding them at the base with some leftover hibiscus bark. It looked pretty dangerous, I thought proudly, as I unhinged my bracelet and put it back on my wrist.It took me a while to get the hang of spearfishing.MoreLess
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