3.3

Old rusty gates of the dockyard where Adam is sitting beside his heavy open and a yellow van comes in. It moves ferociously with a lot of dust at its trail. The van halts a little ahead of Adam's heavy and its engine dies. A person comes out of the vehicle who is Harry.

"whats up Man."—harry.

"you are too old for saying that."—Adam.

"come on man.(smiles and punches Adam in the chest)"—harry.

"you know when we first met I thought you were some old geeky bookish type person."—Adam.

"and?"—Harry.

"thats it..."—Adam.

Both look at each other and then laugh out loud.

Harry comes near the heavy and takes a closer look under the hood.

"holy cow...this thing a dream."—harry exclaims.

"well it maybe but I am afraid that it has a tracker."—Adam.

"uhhu(looking at the engine)."—harry.

"I want you to take it out of this beast."—Adam.

"okay(harry clap cleans his hands)"—harry.

"Give me two hours"—Harry.

"I will meet you here in two hours."—Adam.