The Briefcase Essay

Many people on a daily basis think about all the things they are dealing with, but when asked what it is that goes through the mind of someone who is dealing with a lot what comes to mind? What are the responses? Would their mind go blank?

Like most my age, I am always equipped with a smart phone. Many would deem it necessary in this day and age. Some people get them as young as 10 years old. I only carry one per my parent's request. Not to say that I don’t enjoy the perks of having it with me: access to any answer for any question that might be asked, the capability to talk to my family and friends at any given moment throughout the day, and plenty of applications to screw around with if I find myself with extra time. It weighs almost nothing, so light that at any given moment I will panic because I worry I lost it. It holds a different kind of weight though. It is heavy in the moments that it is “lost”, when there is a fear that it is not with me,

“So it is completely legit, right?” wondered Action Andy, who was standing beside Germania, examining the artifact.

"What I got to say is this --- we've been paying good money right along for a marshal and deputies. But the first time there's trouble, we got to take re of it ourselves! What we been paying for this whole time? I say we're not peace officers here! This ain't our job.

“ I am officer Pagel and you will do what I say or get shot on the spot in front of everyone to see.”

Hey there I am Noah Youklis. I am a nerd who was called to A.S.D or Academy of Scholastic Distinction, or nerd school. I am starting a new here and would love to start the school year nice and smooth. I am going to make sure I start this year with a great start! I will pack some essential things I need for everyday purposes in school.

The man turns round, hitting me with his gun as he turns around, and shoots one of the cops. I quickly snatch the gun and drag the knife out of his pocket so he can’t harm anyone else. The police arrest him. He fights back but he is finally taken away in the back of the police van.

Dmitri stops and says, “No, it was not one of my coworkers; we only want one thing, and once we get it, you will never have to worry about me

“We need you to take us to your house right away, and show us your copy of the gun.”

“Well I would say goodnight, but I don’t like you.” I pulled out and she sat back down, with tears streaming down her face. I drove through little communities listening to the radio and eating the food I saved. I arrived in Reno, Nevada at 7:00 a.m. My bloodshot eyes told me I needed to rest, even for a few hours, but I’m going to see my daughter. I was low on gas, but I decided to take the risk of going up the mountain on the way to Tahoe. The tree’s became a blur as I pushed the pedal. The warm summer light beaming onto the road before me. The pine trees smell blessed my nose.

"That's Ms. Kane, thanks." Lana smoothed her skirt, and reminded herself about the mission. About the extraction. About the ways that the who of this shouldn't complicate the

“I’m looking at her photo and I see a motive and she’s going to prove me right.” He went back to his chair and sat.

“Arrest me officer! I have committed the worst crime! Ohhhhhhh I did it this time, I really did it! I must be arrested at once so I don’t hurt any-” A gentleman gushed out, as he had just busted inside the doors.

IT WAS ABOUT ELEVEN O’CLOCK in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the clearness of the foothills. I was wearing my powder-blue suit, with dark blue shirt, tie and display handkerchief, black brogues, black wool socks with dark blue clocks on them. I was neat, clean, shaved and sober, and I didn’t care who knew it. I was everything the well-dressed private detective ought to be. I was calling on four million dollars.

“I’m Randy Kim, I was a police officer before everything went to shit. Most of these guys are prior law enforcement. Look we’re only trying to protect our own.”