The C.E.O of B.A.T Ltd was bored out of his mind. He hated board meetings. As he walked across the road to the coffee stand as he did every day he saw out of the corner of his eyes a flash of movement, he half turned to see a black Land rover hurtling toward him. He tried to move, to run, but his feet were glued to the floor. The car hit.
The C.E.O woke and sat up on the bench in Saint James’ park, he got up folded his news paper picked up his brief case and started to walk out of the park shrugging of the dream as a nightmare. That was when the sniper pulled the trigger and the C.E.O hit the ground with a single bullet in his cranium. The sniper walked away.