- swore silently under my breath. I knew I didn’t have long. Once they developed that film, they would know everything. The gig would be up.

And that would be the end of me.

I couldn’t let it happen. I was tugging at the ropes that bound my wrists and ankles when I heard-
a scream of pain and I knew instantly what had happened by the splashing of liquid on the floor.The big oaf had tripped over his big feet and fell face first into the tub of developing liquid, buying me some more time. I knew that using my stalker camera (as the picture boy at Wal-mart called it) would buy me some time. Laughing to my self, I pulled the ropes lose and waited for the now blind goober to come stubling back in here. The door slamed open and ,to my horror, out came -