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Posted by helix on Oct 19, 2005 19:48:56 GMT -6
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Jordan's car drives into the massive complex at the edge of New York city, devoted entirely to research, design and testing of new products for Sable Enterprises. The car stops outside of a large building, closely resembling a warehouse. A sign reading Applied Sciences hangs over the door. Jordan gets out, and walks in.
"Hello Mr. Sable. What can i do for you tonight?" Says the head of the division, George Wolf.
"I'm looking for something protective. You see," Jordan says, lowering his voice, "I think someone is trying to kill me."
"Well," Says Wolf,"I think i have just the thing for you."
He leads Jordan past a number of projects, most incomplete, and to a set of metal lockers. He finds the one he is looking for, and takes out an elegant business suit.
"This ought to be what you are looking for," Wolf says, "It is made with carbon nanofiber, capable of withstanding repeated fire from a heavy caliber military machine gun."
"Perfect," Jordan says, "You wouldn't happen to have it in a less formal style?"
Wolf hands Jordan the suit and moves to the next locker. He opens it and takes out a few T-shirts and jeans.
"Here you go," he says, handing it to Jordan. "And be careful."
"Thanks," Jordan says, and walks out to his car, and the driver pulls out, and drives toward Jordan's house.
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