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perimeter of this estate where I was able to plant my explosives.
Of course you can feel free to call my bluff on this if you so
choose”
    "Stop. He may be bluffing, but I will not
take the chance"
    "He's not bluffing Mr. Lenevos. I have heard
of Mr. Hutchins here. He is indeed what they call a Manhunter. His
reputation is reported to be quite impressive" stated Kilgore. "Yet
he does not appear to match his description"
    "Another part of my deception" I said. "I
could not take the chance you or one of your men would know me on
sight. I was informed that your information net was quite
extensive”
    "Mr. Hutchins, it has been a pleasure meeting
you. I will be looking forward with great anticipation to our next
meeting. Kilgore, please escort our guest back to his car and see
that he leaves the estate safely"
    Looking back at me, "I assume once you have
left, my family will no longer be under threat of injury"
    "No. Once I am off your estate, your people
can go find and remove the explosives safely"
    Lenevos just looked at me coldly and nodded.
If looks could kill, Kilgore's look would have had me dead and
doing hard time in hell already. I was escorted back to my car, and
allowed to drive off the estate unhindered. Once off the estate, I
accelerated away to make sure I was not immediately followed,
although I was sure there would be goons on my trail very soon,
most likely led by Kilgore. I was sure Kilgore had ordered that my
car be tagged, in the event they had to find me later. And I
wouldn't have had it any other way. I removed the bogus switch from
my palm. When Lenevos goons searched the perimeter of the estate
wall they will find ten sites with bogus explosives and the buried
message, Explosives Here. They will be pissed that I bluffed them
on the explosives, but I couldn't take a chance on real explosives.
One or more of Lenevos goons might have tried to take me down, and
in the process of preventing that, real explosives could have been
exploded. I drove a few miles away, and then got out and searched
the car for the bug. Sure enough it was hidden inside the rear
bumper. It was a real high tech piece of equipment. If I had tried
removing the bug, it would have notified Kilgore immediately. My
plan depended on them thinking I was unaware of the bug. Leaving
the bug alone, I got back into the rental car and continued driving
to the abandoned warehouse where I planned for the upcoming battle
to take place. It had taken me four full days to prep the place,
but it would be worth it in the end. It would have been easier to
have waited until Lenevos was off his estate, followed them to
their destination, and then gassed them and took Lenevos into
custody. Yet the surveillance of him and his estate over the past
six days showed me that Lenevos rarely left his estate, and when he
did it was with a heavy set of bodyguards. Plus the one time he did
leave caught me by surprise since it happened in the middle of the
night and it was by jetcopter. After that I could no longer wait
for him to leave the estate by ground transportation or risk him
leaving by jetcopter again, and not returning. So hence my present
insane plan.

    It had been strongly requested that Lenevos
be taken down in a manner where no innocent bystanders were hurt,
and at the same time to get the word out that no one breaks
Canadian laws and gets away with it. Hence my plan to take him in a
secluded spot. Apparently Lenevos had really pissed off my client.
I guess by now Kilgore would have researched who the hell I am and
what I am about. He would confirm my name is actually Conrad
Hutchins and I am a bounty hunter. My uncle who was also a bounty
hunter had given me that name. What about my father? Hey, your
guess is as good as mine. You see my mother and uncle for some
mysterious reason flat out refused to talk about him. In fact on
the few occasions when he was referenced, they would speak of him
as if he was dead. Yet try as I might, they would not discuss