Dear Diary,
We just sent him in. We put the bombs in his suitcase and tracked him alone the way. He was getting closer to the target and we were ready. Time to kill two birds with one stone. A suicide bombing was the only way. We swapped the suitcases and I took off on my flight to British Columbia. The target was in range and we were ready.
"Alright, leave the suitcase and run." I said into the head piece.
"Affirmative." A muffled voice rang in my ear. I nodded. I started flipping switches and levers until I heard,"all clear." This was it. With the flip of a switch, they were dead, now nothing was holding me back.
-Her
