You don't just randomly decide to tag-along with a complete stranger you're suppose to be following without feeling some kind of connection or gaining their trust first. When you leave your house be aware of strangers. Where are the strangers? Why are they strangers? Beware Of Strangers (2) 1' Mini Button. Buttons are perfect for every occasions! Our buttons are high quality mylar protecting cover buttons. WHIPLASH: Beware of strangers on the Internet. The Christian Science Monitor is an international news organization that delivers. Beware of Strangers Chapter 4: The Stranger with Hidden Intent, a revolution fanfic. Archive - TV Show - Revolution (2. NBC)Main Characters - Charlotte 'Charlie' Matheson, 'Nate'Posted: November 3, 2. I intended to post this ages ago but I got a little stuck and I was caught up in a flurry of papers. I have a moment to breathe, so I finished up this chapter and decided to post it. Edited: November 4, 2. One more chapter most likely and then this story will be complete. This is the longest chapter yet so enjoy. Stranger with Hidden Intents. As they traveled, following patchworked maps from a time when electricity connected everyone in the country like a web, they talked, they laughed, they hunted. Maggie remained a tad hostile but acted civilly around their new travel companion. He displayed his proficiency with fishing - backing up his claims that he intended to join a fishing crew in Chicago. He taught Charlie how to shoot a recurve bow with decent proficiency - though the draw weight proved too great for Charlie and she refused to use it again after four tries - and Charlie laughed at the silly mistakes he made trying to fish. It took advantage of the moment to escape into the waters. Charlie's laughter rang out from the bank, but she stuffed her fist in her mouth and tried to suppress it. Nate resolved to ignore her. He was sitting with Maggie at the campsite by the firepit which had a small fire going. They were camping in sight of the river, in a grove of trees, keeping an eye out for bandits while Nate and Charlie splashed around in the river, catching fish. Nate was better at it and seem to take pleasure in teasing Charlie about it especially after the 'Attack of the Fish' from the previous day. She smiled as it produced a yelp of pain. At least I get didn't get beaten by a fish. You're never gonna let me live that down are you?? Beware of Strangers (self.nosleep) submitted 24 days ago by Klon-dyke-bar. I knew it was a bad idea, driving by myself in the middle of the night in the middle of. Financial scams abound. Recently, the Federal Trade Commission shut down two computer scam operations that allegedly tricked people out of $120 million. Beware of Strangers (1917) Quotes on IMDb: Memorable quotes and exchanges from movies, TV series and more. Beware Of Strangers - Your source for real ghost stories. Submit your paranormal experience! Then we split ways and never see him again. She would glance over her shoulder every now and then to check that Aaron and Maggie were still with them. We here so many stories - but I barely remember what it was like. I remember tv and ice cream and bugs bunny.. Seems like it was all a dream. But this is how we live now. And now, my stomach says it's time to stop for a quick lunch. Nate had gone off to seek fishing crews and Maggie hoped he would not be back. I've been told it's a good spot to look for people. Some people didn't say anything, others threatened them, some fled, and most had no idea who or what they were talking about. Nate hung around - most of the fishing crews had already left but he was directed to the local tavern for more information. Maggie hid her displeasure with this. Maggie's paranoia of strangers knew no bounds; Charlie held her tongue about complaining. Maggie traveled the country for years by herself - she supposed she had good reasons for it. Her father hadn't been a big fan of strangers either. Nate had been elevated enough to a position of trust that he also had a watch. I don't remember much about it but it is very.. It's kind of surreal, you know? I honestly don't remember or it's fuzzy. Blame it on the traveling. Sometimes getting attached to a place is a mistake. Besides - it's nice to meet someone I haven't known for most of my life. You should probably get some sleep. He ignored the persisting twist of guilt in his gut. This was the danger of undercover work - sympathizing with the enemy, caring for the enemy. It really didn't help that her father had been killed by accident. The doctor took the offered red apple while Aaron poked at the pile. The stallkeeper eyed the trio warily and looked even more apprehensive when Nate approached. Nate handed over the food one and Maggie ignored the stallkeeper's protest as Maggie sliced clean through the apple revealing brown spots and - oh joy - worms. Charlie immediately dropped one of the other apples she was holding and Aaron took a hasty step back. Nate took an appreciative glance at a fishing boat set up on silts as they passed. Charlie was so startled, she stumbled back hastily and fell down. The center of the former entryhall of the Grand had been taken over by a large bar area and most of the clientele were male. Their eyes were immediately drawn to the two women of their group.! To their credit, both Charlie & Maggie ignored them, making their way to the bar. Nate slid in behind them, putting himself the women and the man who stunk of booze. Almost casually, Nate bent the fingers of the man, pressing the heel of his boots into the man's toes as he passed. The offending man hissed in pain; Nate let him go and pushed him away, stepping in beside Charlie who had settled by the bar. He turned, still pouring something. Lady, you are classin' up the joint. Nate listened intently, studying the bartender without letting his thoughts show on his face. He was scruffy looking with an unkept bread, red shirt, jeans, unkept hair. Nate sneered inwardly. This couldn't be the General Matheson he'd been sent to track down, could it? The bartender shrugged. Charlotte, I'm - I'm his niece. Nate wondered, fingering his knife, feeling a little uncertain now but the barkeep had turned back, fixating him with a dispassionate, unamused look and Charlie was looking at him in confusion so he couldn't take it back now. He flicked his knife out of his belt pouch, holding it casually. Nate stared at him, eyes wide, not even daring to breathe. The bartender's relaxed scornful stare and his words - . It was hard equating Charlie with this grizzled old man but Nate really didn't want to bleed out on the floor. The bartender pulled the knife back, spun it, and stabbed it into the countertop. He turned on his heel, heading out of the bar. She paused glancing over at Nate. Charlie hurried after him. Only after the runaway General of the Milita had disappeared with his niece did Nate let his tense muscles relax slightly, yanking his knife out of the countertop and resheathing in his belt pouch. So, he knew where Miles was and he had three potential hostages though he didn't know their value. Charlie herself would be a valuable prisoner, considering her relation to Miles but on the other hand, he hadn't seen his niece and nephew in years - would he have any attachment to them at all? There was also the problem of Miles' military background. Would he be able to see past his bluff, pick him out for the militia spy he was? He frowned as he sensed, rather than heard, Maggie approaching him, interrupting his thoughts. We appreciate your help these past few days but we really think it's time for you to go. Charlie was just trying to get her brother back - how could he judge her for that?? Maggie had intercepted her, concerned. Nate spotted Miles returning to the bar and without pausing to think stepped around Charlie, cutting across Miles' path and putting up a hand to stop his movement. Nate felt his heart stop but managed to draw his knife on the older man. His cover was blown but he still had a mission to complete. I hope you enjoyed and please review to tell me what you think.
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