In all my wildest dreams, I never thought I would ever find myself in the mess that I am now in. But as we know, people tend to find themselves in the most unpredictable situations at times.
I have always wanted to be a undercover FBI agent and when I got the opportunity I went for it. I guessed that I watch too many James Bond's movies as I imagine myself surrounded by all those beautiful ladies and saving the world from injustices. The spy world, in reality, is less glamorous with more paperwork than actual adventure in far off countries.
I had a normal family upbringing with doting parents and a brother. I was the baby in the family and was brought up in the family business as I learn the trait of being a sheet metalworker as I helped out since I was a teenager.
Actually, my parents believe I am now working in the computerfield as appose to the spy business since I'm not allowed to divulge this to anyone. They would not suspect that their son was in the spy business since I was always messing around with my computer as a teenager and they saw my computer career as the next logical step.
I was assign to be one of President Clinton's bodyguards much to my dismay. There is something about him that I just don't like. It is more than a disagreement with his political ideology, I just hate this man!
About the sametime, I happen to meet this wonderful lady. She is everything I ever wanted in a woman -beauty, brains, great sense of humor, and a spy too. We just hit it off! In more ways than I ever thought possible-soulmates. We even had the same thoughts at the sametime-it was unbelievable. It was like if we read each other's minds!
One night, we were back at her apartment after a quiet dinner when she brought up the idea of killing him. I had mention that I had a rough day watching him and how I joking wished he was dead lines. At first, I thought she was kidding but she started to make me believe that it could be possible that we could actually kill him one day soon.
This took careful planning by the two of us as we discuss different options. We could never really be sure when President Clinton would decide to go jogging and on his way back stop of at the nearest McDonald's and get a Big Mac and fries. As we plan to poison his Big Mac.
Then one day out of the blue, I was summoned to my boss'office. We had a very interesting conversation! It seems that I was not the only one who wanted the demise of President Clinton. There were too many people in high places who would like him to exist no more as they wanted my help to fulfill their plans.
Then it happen, one sunny, hot August day in the early afternoon as we, the bodyguards, and President Clinton were jogging to the nearest McDonalds for lunch. I wasn't aware of the details that this would be the day but I had a strange feeling something was about to happen. Everything seem normal, as one of the bodyguards did the ordering for the President as he start to converse with the customers.
The bodyguard handed him a bag with his Big Mac, large fries,and a large soda. The President takes the bag and walks over to the nearest free table as he takes out the food and begins to unwrap his sandwich. He takes a big bite of his sandwich and swallows the food down with his soda. As he starts to take another bite, his face turns bright pink as he gasps for air, before he passes out.
One of the bodyguard radios for help, as another rushes over to the President while the rest of us, kept the customers from crowding around him. The bodyguard attempts to perform Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation and check to see if he didn't choke on the Big Mac thus needing the Heimlich Maneuver. But he didn't see the universal sign that shows if someone is choking. He calls out for a doctor as he continues to perform CPR but no one answers.
It felt like an eternity before the ambulance arrive at the seen since there was also a serious traffic collision about five miles away. I happen to notice that someone in the crowd had switch the Big Mac while in the confusion but I didn't say a word since I caught them giving me a wink as I glance at them.
It took about five minutes before the ambulance arrive with the paramedics as they caught the scent of almonds thus it was cyanide poisoning. They start an intraveneous interjection of 300 mg of sodium nitrate in a 3% solution followed by I.V.injection of sodium thiosulfate between 12.5 to 25 grams in a 25% solution but the President went into cardiac arrest. They try to resusciatate him but the EKG monitor showed a straight line as they pump him with more drugs but it didn't work.
He was dead and it was the FBI that did him in! I was in serious trouble since I knew the truth about the President's murder. Will I be the "fall guy" or will they have to get rid of me too? I wonder if I was set�up by them as well as my new girlfriend was she one of them? They must have had our conversations tape and are planning to bring me in or blackmail. What is going to happen to me? I might as well have killed the President myself since I'm good as dead!
Finis...7/25/94