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Summary of Events:
Vera and Hammy — having met the gangster whose gang had been behind the killing of the agents — ended up making a deal with him as per their cover story, and so decided to pretend they were going back to England to draw up the contract for it, but that they were leaving behind a couple of gangsters to keep an eye on things — roles they would then assume to remain in Thailand — which the gangster was not pleased to hear. They disguised themselves anyway and despite Hammy's reservations, went into the nightclub the gangster operated where they ordered drinks Hammy noticed were poisoned . . .
Excerpt of the Day:
"Grabbing the back of her head and her glass, bartender suddenly tipped Vera's glass back, forcing the assuredly poisoned liquid against her lips. Vera's eyes went wide and she fought to get away, but the bartender's hold was firm.
Hammy drew his gun, aimed, and fired directly at the bartender's shoulder, causing the bartender to reel back, bellowing in pain.
"Get her out of here and check for poison," Hammy ordered Agent Ueno, who collected Vera off of the floor and hurried outside.
Hammy ducked as the bartender fired a bottle in his direction and then started for the door as quickly as he could. Gunshots erupted behind him and suddenly he felt at white-hot pain that he couldn't even pinpoint.
Stumbling and staggering, Hammy managed to get out before collapsing to his hands and knees on the pavement. He saw blood soaked into his shirt close to his hip, and dripping to the ground from somewhere his shirt obscured.
He turned his head at the sound of the door opening and saw a different gangster, with a machine gun in hand, standing over him and looking generally rather savage.
"You die now," the gangster said in heavily-accented English.
Hammy managed to put his gun away before touching his side. It was just a graze wound, and the most painful graze wound he'd ever suffered, he had to admit.
He then put his hand back to the pavement, shifted his weight onto both hands, and then threw his legs at the gangster before using the same momentum to pull himself to his feet and run over to Agent Ueno and Vera, who looked to be under the effects of some sort of poison.
Hammy swore to himself. He should've seen this sort of thing coming. Vera looked deathly pale already. She closed her eyes, but her chest continued to rise and fall.
"I've got our emergency medical unit on the way," Agent Ueno said.
Hammy shook his head and swore again. "I should've figured that sort of thing would happen, I should've stopped her."
"Quiet," Agent Ueno ordered. "That does no good now."
"What does any good then?" Hammy demanded.
"Making sure she's still breathing and as a pulse," Agent Ueno replied. "I don't know what kind of poison it was, other than fast-acting, and I don't know how much it would take to kill, but I know of several poisons it could be."
"It discoloured my drink to a slightly red hue when it's supposed to be more of a bronzy colour," Hammy said. "I didn't notice any discolouration with her drink, though, but I suspected that it was likely contaminated as well."
Agent Ueno nodded. "It's one of two then, both take a good amount to be fatal, so hopefully she'll be alright, so long as she didn't swallow any."
Hammy held onto Vera's wrist. Her pulse felt to be in overdrive. He hoped that she would make it."
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