| From: | Jaimie Nicholson <jaimie.nicholson@********.OTAGO.AC.NZ> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | Airport hit |
| Date: | Sun, 21 Jun 1998 15:03:05 +1200 |
>>>>>[I swiped a copy of the footage from the security cameras. After
analysing it myself, I can't be even 50% sure that that looks like someone
with wires, it could just be a fast norm, or even a low budget physad...
what I mean to say is it looks like I got away with it.
+++++Begin footage
SEA-TAC airport, mid afternoon - what seems like at least a million people,
all milling around in confusion and jet lag, lost children crying,
frustrated adults arguing, all the misery and irritation of modern life
compressed into one building.
The target is visible in the foreground, carrying a suitcase in her left
hand, walking purposefully. She is accompanied by a well dressed man, also
carrying a suitcase. Segen, dressed in Halloweeners colours, waits while
she walks past him. He doesn't look particularly comfortable, the ruse is
not perfect, but when he starts to move the awkwardness disappears, and he
_is_ a ganger. He approaches the target at a fast walk, coming up from
behind her. She glances round at the last moment, as his hand comes down to
strike her on the left shoulder. She drops her suitcase, and he grabs at it
with his right hand, faster than a snake on Jazz, his shoulder hitting hers
and knocking her aside. She too grabs for the case, bending down with her
back still to him, shouting something as she moves. He lets the bag go,
then delivers a left hook to her left side, a spur flicking out just before
the impact. A small amount of blood sprays from the cut as Segen withdraws
the spur, and the target gasps, staggering to her right. The male companion
backs away, hands up, yelling for help. Ignoring him, Segen hits the target
with another left hook, plunging the spur into her throat. She begins to
fall, eyes wide, mouth forming the word "no", and Segen moves after her,
thrusting his spur into the right side of her chest, silencing her cry.
A belated hero runs at Segen from behind, leaping into a flying kick that
knocks Segen across the woman's body. He rolls over her, blood spotting his
clothes, then comes to his feet with a fluid motion. After a glance back at
the target, he sprints away, jumping over a row of seats and trying to lose
himself in the crowd.
Security guards start to run towards the scene of the hit, and people point
in the direction Segen ran. Other guards, presumably directed by radio from
a security centre, move to intercept him. Before they can reach him, he
moves behind a row of public telecom booths, and the camera loses LOS on
him.
+++++End footage
That's all they had on me, since I knew where the cameras were. The sec
guards were directed towards the booths, but by the time they arrived I'd
ditched the colors and made my way to a men's room, from which I made my
escape as planned.
The woman received three wounds, any one of which would have been fatal -
jugular slashed and two pneumothoraces. The sound of deflating lungs was
clear at the time, but obviously it wasn't audible in the footage, so
you'll have to take my word for it that I knew she was finished.]<<<<<
-- Segen <18:25:31/06-20-59>
