The car by the doors moved away as people got into the car behind it. It
then moved away, as well, and Ahmed was only one carlength away from where he
could aim his fake taxi up the ramp at the doors.
He eyed the walkway ramp -- easily five meters wide, with no posts or other
impediments -- and the doors above. In the center was a revolving door, flanked
on either side by doors that swung open. They would prove no barrier. All he had
to do was ram through and get the car into the lobby, then press the button on
the transmitter in his raincoat pocket.
Motion in his side-rearview mirror and the sound of something hollow
clattering on the ground caused him to look away from the doors.
A truly beautiful blonde woman in what appeared to be little more than a
bathing suit and boots stood just behind his car. She seemed to be looking for
something, probably some sort of accessory to her scandalously inadequate
costume.
Thinking that she must also be a visitor to the science fiction convention,
Ahmed's eyes locked on her marvelous bare legs and ample bosom for some moments
as she crouched and knelt to try to reach whatever had fallen beneath the taxi.
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