Word Count: 90,010
Summary of Events:
Vera was coming back from her dinner with the fellow agent when she ended up running into Gemo Zanetti's friend in the hotel hallway and he took her outside to talk with him while he smoked. Hammy brought his pretend pet tarantula to Mr. Miyamoto, who then insisted on sending some men to keep an eye on Hammy, but Hammy refused, only to be followed by some of Mr. Miyamoto's men on the way back prompting him to get help from fellow agents; the limousine he was driving then ran low on fuel and he was heading to a station to refuel it when he was hit by another vehicle . . .
Excerpt of the Day:
"Hammy got out immediately and roundhouse kicked the side window before looking inside for Agent Guan. He was facedown on the floor of the limousine and looked to be conscious.
"Guan!" Hammy shouted, reaching in.
Agent Guan lifted his head and took Hammy's outstretched hand.
Hammy pulled him out and found Agent Solak looking at the flaming wreckage behind them.
With Agent Guan, Hammy looked. It was a civilian vehicle that, along with the building it'd struck, was quite engulfed in flames.
Looking between his two fellow agents, Hammy sighed and then started away. There was really nothing they could do. Hammy wasn't sure why the car had hit them, or even how; it just had.
There was a shout suddenly and Hammy turned to see a Thai man running up to them with his gun drawn.
Agent Guan ran out to stop him, only to be shot by the man and collapse to the ground clutching at his abdomen.
Hammy drew his gun and fired at the man's gun before Agent Solak got to the man to try and subdue him. The man drew a knife and stabbed Agent Solak twice to the chest before looking a Hammy.
"What do you want?" Hammy asked.
"I want nothing," the man replied. "I am required to kill you."
"Or try?" Hammy asked.
"I can afford nothing less than success," the man replied.
"Who sent you?" Hammy asked.
"Mr. Shinawatra," the man replied.
Hammy had no idea who that was, but he wasn't going to make that clear to the man; it was probably of no consequence at the moment, after all, he was pretending to be someone else, he could shed this identity in short order and there would no longer be a problem.
"Mr. Shinawatra has had enough of you and your negligence," the man said. "He is not going to let you get away with it any longer. You are going to die, and you are going to die now."
Hammy laughed. "You don't know who you're dealing with."
The man lunged at him, but Hammy deftly evaded him. They moved about like a toreador and a bull for a bit, with the man's frustration growing quickly.
Hammy then grabbed the man from behind at the waist and spun him over his head before lowering the man to the ground, where he staggered slightly before managing to recover himself, whirl around, and plunge the knife through Hammy's arm right close to the edge.
Savagely Hammy seized the handle and tore the knife out of his arm, whipping it behind himself before lunging at the man with an enraged passion. The man turned to flee, but Hammy caught him, threw him to the pavement, and threw three vicious fists at the man's face.
With the man unconscious, Hammy staggered to his feet, clutching at his forearm desperately before moving over toward where the wounded and bleeding Agents Solak and Guan were sitting."
Pronunciation:
Shinawatra: sheenahwahtrah
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