Accursed Career

I told the boss it wasn’t a good idea.

“Mr. Premiere, sir, that girl is talking like a crazy woman! The closest I’ve seen anyone shoot from that range, with the best gun, is 5 inches off the target! And you, sir, expect her to get a one inch coin?!”

My buddy, Mac, agreed. “Yeah, sir! And that’s pretty darn amazing, sir!”

"Be quiet, you buffoons! I'm the Premiere for a reason! Do you know what that reason is?!"

As I shook my head, I wanted to mutter, 'Because you're the son of the world's leader..."

"Because I know how to make decisions!" the Premiere shouted, his decision made.

The boss, stubborn and obstinate as usual, couldn’t resist the carrot dangling in front of his nose, and the fool chased right after it...

So now I’m here a few minutes later after the big "proposition", trying to stop the Premiere from dyin'. Mac keeps changing the bloody cloths peeling off the the Premiere’s head where the bullet barely grazed him.

The lucky duck… Woulda saved me a whole lotta trouble if the girl just aimed a bit more to the left and ended his life right  then and there...

Speaking of which, every second, those two blasted twins are running farther and farther away from us! The only hope of ever finishing off those blasted Resistance blokes, and it’s shattered!

The Premiere won't be happy about that at all...

Not that he'll be happy that his bodyguards didn't prevent him from being shot...

There goes my life after I'm tried and found guilty of not fulfilling my duty...

At least I don't have any family to miss me after my execution...

I shoulda run away when I had the chance, too…

The End

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