“Thank you if not for my twin brother Officer Yang, I would've never thought of it” Ying gloted.
“Sir, we must go, people are coming” said Ying’s guardian.
“Okay, where should we meet next?” Ying inquired.
“How about my office?” Vincent proposed.
“Okay.” The guardian and Ying agreed in unison.
“Surrender General Ying!” Yelled a hitman from across the courtyard.
People ran to and fro, scurrying like mice spotting a cat. Gunshots were fired, just missing Ying. Commander Vincent wasn't so lucky. That's what started “The Project.” I'm one of the “lucky” few.
