Finding a purpose……

The sirens of the ambulance were heard by the crowd, horrified by Rosalyn’s bloody body. The man who hit her with his Ferrari began to cry and breathe heavily. He was in a state of shock. But, a glimmer of hope shone in his eyes when the ambulance arrived at the scene.
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“Ok! Here is the ambulance.” The brunette woman explained.

Her partner looked at her with a nervous look and asked, “Where will the target be taken?”

The man’s partner looked at him with annoyance in her eyes and replied, “I thought they already told you! Agh…  Headquarters will continue with phase two at the DPG base in Utah!

“What…? The U.S. Army Dugway Proving Ground, I hate that place! There is nothing to do.” He replied in frustration.

“Don’t forget the mission! You’ll have plenty to do once we get to Utah.” The woman explained to her frustrated partner.
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The paramedics rushed to help the dieing girl. “Sir! I need you to step back from the girl.” One of the paramedics asked the man who ran over her.

The middle aged man obeyed the paramedic’s instructions. He witnessed as the physicians tried to help Rosalyn. One of them ran back into the ambulance and grabbed a gurney to carry Rosalyn. One of them used a stethoscope and placed it on Rosalyn’s chest. The other paramedic placed an iv on Rosalyn’s arm. The paramedics carefully listened to the heart beats. He looked up the he’s partner and slightly nodded in agreement at him.

“Is she ok? Will she be alright?” The Ferrari’s owner asked.

“I’m sorry, but she died. There is nothing we could do.”

“Oh no! What have I done?” The Ferrari’s owner blurted to himself in a devastated voice.

The paramedics quickly picked up Rosalyn’s body and secured in tightly unto the gurney. They quickly loaded their gear back into the ambulance when the Ferrari owner asked, “What’s the girl’s name?”

The paramedic was about to tell him a name when he began to hear police sirens in the distance. The paramedic quickly closed the back door and yelled, “uh oh! Company's coming! Go! NOW!!!”

As soon a those words were spoken the ambulance driver stepped on the gas pedal and drove out as quickly as they could.

“Wait! The Ferrari owner yelled at the runaway ambulance when he noticed the police sirens resonating behind him.

He turned around and another ambulance and two police squad cars parked behind him. A few policemen and another set of paramedics rushed to the scene. “Where is the girl? Someone made a call about the teen girl getting hit by a car!”

The man was confused. He looked around several times out of confusion. “Wait! Another ambulance just came and picked her up.”

“Sir! That’s impossible. The hospital sent us here. This is the only ambulance that was dispatched!
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The paramedics drove as fast as they could out of the sight of cops. “That was close! Don’t you think so?” One of the paramedics asked the driver.

“You almost jeopardized the entire mission!”  The driver paused momentarily and reached for his 9mm Beretta pistol and said, “Yes! It was close, but for you….” The driver squeezed the trigger and shot his partner in the head. “Well……you get the idea!” The driver finished his remark.

“Why did you do that for?” The paramedic asked the driver as he saw his partner fall over, watching the smoke coming from partner’s bullet hole on the head.

The driver turned and drove into what looked like an abandoned warehouse. The driver suddenly stopped, pointed his gun at the remaining partner and asked, “What did I told you about asking too many questions?”

The frighten paramedic replied, “Never mind!” while slowly back up from the driver.

“Alpha two….this is Alpha one do you copy?....over.” The ambulance’s radio began to relay a message.

“Yes! This is Alpha two over!”

“How did the mission proceed for you? Over.” A woman’s voice asked.

“Well…. We extracted the target with no problem. But, agent Travis almost jeopardized the mission…so he had to be relieved of duty on the spot. Other than that we can continue with phase 2 as planned. Over.” The ambulance driver explained.

“Ok Alpha two, switch your vehicle with the less conspicuous one in the warehouse and proceed to LAX international airport so phase 3 can begin. We will meet you in Salt Lake City as soon as you arrive, is that understood? Over.”

“Yes Alpha one, we read you. ETA for air transport: 45 minutes, Over.”

The ambulance driver turned off the radio and drove into the supposedly abandoned warehouse. He stepped the breaks to find a black van parked in the middle if it. He quickly unbuckled his seat belt and got out the ambulance. He ran to the van and opened the back door and found a black duffle bag. The ambulance driver opened the side pocket and grabbed a small remote control out of it. He grabbed both the duffle bag and the remote control and walked back to the ambulance. “What’s that for?” His partner asked.

The ambulance driver looked at him and restated, “What did I tell you about asking too many questions?”

“Sorry, sir!” The drive’s remaining partner quickly apologized.

“Take the uniform off!” The driver ordered his partner.

They quickly took off their paramedic uniforms to reveal a suit and tie outfit under the fake uniforms. Quickly both of them threw their fake uniforms into the ambulance. The driver climbed into the ambulance and grabbed his dead partner and moved him into the driver’s seat. As soon as he did that he carefully placed the duffle bag on his dead partner’s lap and closed the driver’s door. He quickly ran back to help his other partner to carry Rosalyn out of ambulance. They placed gurney carrying Rosalyn in the back of the van. They quickly closed the back door and both of them climbed into the van. The ambulance driver reached into his slacks’ pocket and grabbed an I.D tag with the name Henderson, Nathan NSA, and a set of car keys.

“Put, on your I.D. tag ok?” Nathan ordered his partner.

Nathan’s partner reached for his I.D. He grabbed an I.D. with the name Lorimar, Dale NSA.

Nathan started the van and drove away from the warehouse. Nathan threw the remote control to Dale and said to him, “Press the button and see what happens!”

Dale pressed the button and a great thunderous sound shook the van. Dale turned around and saw that the warehouse was enveloped in flames.
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Both the woman and her partner where already on a Lear jet on their way to Salt Lake City. The woman felt her cell phone vibrate. She looked at the cell phone’s screen, it said: Headquarters, in bright white letters. She placed the cell phone into battery charger socket in the armrest to her side. An LCD television turned on showing a man in a business suit. The man was in his 50’s, but his gray hair and scared faced made him look even older.

“Hello Ms. Linda! Is the Sangreal secured?”  The man in the television asked her.
“Yes, Mr. Auburn. The Sangreal is secured and on it’s way to be transported to the Utah facility, ETA: 3 hours.”

“Very good Ms. Linda, remember that the Sangreal is essential to find the weapon!” The gray haired man added.

“What does Mr. Stevens has to report?” Mr. Auburn asked while looking at Stevens sleeping on the airplane seat.

Linda looked at her partner and whispered in his ear, “Wake up.” But, Stevens didn’t react at all. Linda showed an obvious frown on her face. With her elbow she hit him in the gut. Stevens woke up with a pain grunt. Linda quickly moved away from Stevens and fixed her hair. “Well…Stevens! What do you have to report to Auburn?”

“That, Pompous ass! He is that most inpatient man that I’ve ever met! He thinks that I can do things instantaneously. He needs to learn that I need more time, equipment, and staff to finish the project in time.” Stevens kept complaining, unbeknown that Mr. Auburn was listening to him.

Linda just grabbed his head and turned it around for him to see Mr. Auburn in the LCD television. “Oh! F***….” Stevens blurted to himself.

Stevens pretended to clear his throat and was about to excuse his earlier comments when, Mr. Auburn talked to him, “I’ll try to ignore your earlier comments. But, please report your findings.”

“Yes, Sir! My preliminary observation indicates that she’s the Sangreal.”

“How sure are you that the target is the Sangreal? Remember the 1995 incident!” Mr. Auburn noted.

“Although, the 1995 target had the first symptoms, it wasn’t the Sangreal. The new one is the Sangreal; my observations point to that direction.”

“Very good! But, how about the Sangreal’s condition?”

“Well……. She hasn’t found out about abilities yet, But, I’m 90% sure that shock will speed up her condition a bit. So, we will need to take her to the bio-hazard lab as soon as she gets there. The special serum that Alpha two gave her will slowdown her progress and making her less of a threat. But, we still need to place extra security around that base.” Mr. Stevens explained.

“Would we really need that much security?”

“Sir! She is the Sangreal. I don’t think all the security on the planet can stop her!”