In the quiet room, Lance was writing his forgery of the famous painting documentation. Scratch, scratch, scratch went the noisy quill on the parchment. He glanced up at the dark form of the blimp protecting the neighbourhood from low-level attack aircraft. He felt safe. Just then a delayed action bomb smashed through the front of the house sending Lance crashing to the floor and knocking him out. The rescuers found him and sent him to hospital; the police also found the forgery documents. Then the area was evacuated and bomb disposal got to work. Although Lance's home was not too badly damaged, Lance found himself in jail awaiting trial!
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