Transport Story

The name that I go by is The Bee. I am a hit man. If you need a skip hire to take out all your "trash" then I am your man. I'll tell you about one of the hits I did. It wasn't exactly the cleanest job I've ever done but it worked out all right in the end. This is the story.

I was contacted by a man who needed a job done real bad. So I helped him out. I got all the guy's info and I knew exactly where to find the guy at every time of the day. I knew that he drove a moped, and that he worked for some big corporation. I didn't really care. As long as I got paid, I was fine with anything.

I had my plan all worked out. I was going to disguise myself as an hgv driver and when he was on his way back from work I was going to crash into him. He would be so tired from work, he wouldn't be paying enough attention to save himself. I enjoyed jobs like these. Just imagine an HGV driver against a moped. There is no chance that the guy on the moped is going to live. My plan was perfect.

So it was about 7:30 and I was waiting for the guy to come around the corner. I was pretending to be an HGV driver with a huge truck. And then I saw him. He came around the corner. I started my engine and floored it, bracing for the crash. As I predicted he was tired. But he saw me and he honked his horn. At the last minute he swerved, avoiding the crash, but he fell off his moped and was on the street. I got out of my truck and went over to him. I pulled out my 9mm pistol and said my famous catch phrase, "You're about to get stung." But then something happened.

The man said, "You're The Bee, right? Well I'm The Bird. This whole thing was a setup. Say your last buzz!"

He then pulled out a gun. I had to say I didn't see that one coming. The guy who had hired me double crossed me. Luckily I am always prepared for situations like these. I pressed a button on my cuff link.

It was a self-destruct button. I am the Bee, and I never leave a job unfinished.