Wrong Time

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the facility we’re going to is located a good distance from any
houses. That’s a good thing because people around here live for something like
a building catching on fire. If there was a loud explosion, then a few hundred
people would call the local fire department, and pretty much the whole
community around here would drive over to the facility and watch as the fire
fighters put it out. It would take no more than two minutes for the fire
department to be notified. That would leave us with less time to get away, and
it would leave the building with less time to burn. If we do this quietly, the
fire department probably won’t be notified until we’re long gone and the
facility is a lost cause. Another advantage to this plan is the fact that it
won’t become a media eyesore. Remember that normal people don’t know this
facility is anything more than a solar panel plant. If something big like a
bomb were to destroy it, everyone would assume that this was another terrorist
attack. The public would be in a panic, and we don’t want that. They have
already had enough to panic about lately. So if no one else has any more dumb questions
for me, then let’s get out of here,” Nathan said while glaring at the man who
had asked him the question earlier.
    There was nothing but silence. Sam
walked up and patted Nathan on the shoulder.
    “All right, you heard the man. Let’s
go,” Sam said.
    On the way over to the facility Sam
couldn’t help but feel a little proud of Nathan. Yes, this had been a difficult
adjustment, and yes, he had certain problems with what they were doing tonight,
but he had been able to not only come up with a way for them to avoid losing
lives, but also delivered that plan in a confident manner. He seemed to really
be coming into his own. Nathan noticed that Sam was looking at him in a way
that he wasn’t used to seeing her look at him.
    “So what is it? Is there something on
my face?” Nathan asked.
    “No, I’m just really proud of you,” Sam
said.
    “Proud of me? Why?”
    “Well, let’s see. You’ve adjusted seamlessly
to this situation, you’re extremely smart, and you’re one of the most capable
people I’ve ever met.”
    “I wouldn’t say that I’m very smart,
and I know I’m not capable in the same way that a lot of the other people here
are.”
    “Nathan, the only thing that you aren’t,
is confident. We’re going to have to see what we can do about that,” Sam said
as she reached over and grabbed his hand.
    Once they arrived at the facility, they
got out of their car, and all of the other men piled out of the truck and
grabbed the gas cans. The five men that Nathan told to stop the elevator did as
he said. Nathan and Sam stood on the outside of the small factory and watched
as people ran in and out of the building over and over again. The base below
was in a panic because of what they were seeing on their security monitors.
They were quickly piecing together a plan of escape, but their plan was too
late. Inside of just four minutes, Nathan and Sam’s men emerged while pouring a
long trail of gas to their location.
    “I jammed the door with my gun. They
won’t be able to come up for a few minutes. Would you like to do the honors?”
one of the men asked Nathan.
    “You know what? If you want to, then
why don’t you do it?” Nathan asked.
    The man looked excited by the idea and
immediately lit the match and threw it to the ground. Nathan was glad that he
decided not to throw the match after he saw the destruction it caused. The
soldiers had really covered the place in gasoline well because it didn’t take very
long before the entire factory was engulfed in flames.
    “It was great working with all of you,”
Sam said as the men quickly began to pile back into their truck.
    Sam started running toward their car,
and Nathan followed close behind her. As he was getting into the car, he took
one last look at the inferno and felt a large ball of guilt build up inside him.
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