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Ah, yes, the Cuban nightclub mission. It wasn't really a Cuban nightclub;
it was more of a Miami restaurant owned by supposed Cuban expatriates
with a nightclub off to one side. The Cubans, however, according to the
intelligence you gleaned back in Canada, were really spies for a
subversive organization dedicated to the resurgence of Communism
throughout the world. This highly-regimented organization was led by the
criminal mastermind Augustus "Red" Danger.
Two years ago an American operative named Rhonda Sellers had managed to infiltrate the club working as a waitress in the restaurant. Your job was simple: rendezvous with Rhonda and exchange information. You slipped her a note after she had been settled on the job for a month, and you met in a rented apartment one Friday night. What was a stricly business arrangement soon turned into pleasure as well. The two of you soon started dating on the side in addition to your regularly scheduled business meetings. However, thanks to tidbits Rhonda had gleaned from gossip among the waitresses and plans of the establishment you had managed to steal and photocopy, you felt completely ready to take down Red Danger's nightclub project one fateful day about a year ago. The mission went smoothly at first. Rhonda got off her job at 10:00 PM and opened a back door for you as she grabbed her last plate. You snuck through the restaurant into the nightclub, where she met you after changing. Disguised as club patrons, you carefully made your way to the back of the nightclub and disappeared down a not-so-secret staircase into the basement. After dispatching a couple of guards, you made your way into the secret room directly underneath the stage. Once in the room, you and Rhonda quickly knocked out the feeble programmers that were working on this top-secret project. Rhonda stood guard outside the door while you hacked into the main computer and began to search for the computer file that contained Red Danger's evil plan. As you suspected, the plan was an "undetectable" computer virus that Danger could target towards every anti-virus-software-producing computer in the world. Once they were immobilized, the virus could spread freely, capitalizing on people's curiosity and stupidity to destroy all data held on computers. It took you five minutes to find the right file, but just as your finger was about to click the mouse to delete it, you realized that it would look too suspicious if they couldn't find the file. You instead opened the file, printed out the code, and changed one small command in the middle of the program, effectively rendering it useless. You gathered your printout, folding it up and stuffing it in your pocket, and opened the door, preparing to retrace your steps through the staircase and into the club. And that's when everything went wrong. You opened the door, expecting to find Rhonda waiting for you. She wasn't there. She was unconscious, being carried past the staircase into another room. You chased after her, but the door was shut in your face. As you attempted to knock down the door, two guards appeared from the staircase, forcing you to run away from them. Eventually, after a long chase through most of the basement level, you were able to take a second staircase into the restaurant, out of the building, and into your car, where you finally managed to lose Danger's henchmen. Three days later you received two pieces of mail at the Miami apartment. One was a note from Red Danger thanking you for all the information Rhonda had given him. The other was from your superior, saying you had been taken off the case. It all seems so clear now. You know what the secret that Red Danger wants is. He wants to know where the bug in his program is. "All right, I'll talk!" you finally yell. You figure it will at least get Miss Sweetheart out of her predicament and give you some time to think. "Stop the water!" one guard yells. "Get Mr. Danger on the phone," calls his companion, who is shutting off the water. Red Danger is there in a few minutes. "So, Mr. Book, you've decided to tell me the secret." "You mean the bug in your virus?" you spit. "Yes. For the past year my programmers have insisted that there is nothing wrong with their program, but every time I have test-run it the program has failed. I must congratulate you on a job well done. Adding a bug instead of just destroying the program caught me off guard for a few months, but no longer. Now, if you'll just tell me where the bug is, we can all go our merry ways again." You know that revealing the location of the bug could mean the destruction of the free world.
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