The Greatest Thing I Never Did

As I recall it was a cold Thursday night when I received the call that would change my life forever. I stared into the receiver after the conversation was over in disbelief of what I had just heard. I led a quiet life. I had no family, spouse, or friends whose sole purpose was to actually be in my company. Thus, it is not hard to believe my surprise as I opened a package, left on my doorstep, on June 7th, 1997 marked "confidential".  

It all started on my way home from the office one night when I was on my way to my car in the staff parking lot. My occupation is, well was, a tax consultant for a small company downtown. The company was one of the oldest in the city, but yet still hadn’t managed to rise off the ground. I, on the other hand, was the company’s greatest assets. I specialized in tax fraud and tax evasion. Most of the few clients we received went to me. I had often thought over the years that I should demand more or leave the company, but I never felt that I could. Although looking at my beat-up Corolla did cause me to grow weary. My routine was simple- wake up, go to work, come home, eat a TV dinner, and go to sleep. However, this night was different; there was someone waiting for me.

As I reached my car I rattled about in my purse for my keys. “Hi Jessie”, said a voice. “Who’s there?” I returned trying not to sound nervous. “That is not important, what is important is that you listen to what I say.” “Sorry, but I don’t listen to anonymous voices”; I finally found my keys and hurriedly jumped into the front seat. “I wouldn’t start it if I were you…there’s a bomb implanted in your car”, asserted the voice. “Whaaattt!” I stammered with fear. “Who are you?” “What do you want?” “It’s not about what I want, it’s what they want” the mysterious voice returned. “I don’t understand any of this!” A person then appeared in the darkness; it was a man. “Don’t take another step!” I screamed. “Calm down Ms. Waltz, I’m only here to help.” “I’m just going to call the police”, I retorted. “I’m afraid that won’t help…the people after you are the police.” 



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