Ahmed staggered on towards the place he had left his car about three blocks away. The blood coming out of his left bicep, where the lover boy had shot him, was clotting, and the part of his shirt he had torn to tie it up and act as a gauze. Ahmed had not expected the lover boy to be there. He had been watching this building for almost four days now and he had sort of mastered the routine of the agents and how they positioned themselves in and around the building. What he had come to do today was try and find a loophole that he could use in accessing the building. The plan was to find access inside the building and once Salif was able to get a key from his new girlfriend, then they would use her apartment as a forwarding base. But the lover boy had shown up when he least expected it and it
