The Lost Mobile
Once upon a time there was a man called Jim. He worked for the secret agents. He was the best secret agent. He had many other agent friends. He had a black sports car. He was very clever. When he was walking he knew who was behind him. He had done many missions for the secret company and the missions were a piece a cake for him.
He lived in an old rural city. He was coming from a wedding in Melbourne. He was driving on the highway and it was night time his car broke down. There was no city near by. He was in the middle of Melbourne and Wangaratta. His mobile was not working. He was very tired and he couldn't sleep. There were no other cars on the highway for an hour. But afterwards 5 or 6 cars passed him. He tried to stop them but no one gave him a lift.
Then he saw a car it was going very slow. He ran after the car and fell into a gutter. He had a torch. He could hear a ringing tone of a mobile. He went to the ringing tone of the mobile and picked it up. He said "hello". The other man said "secret bad agent you have a mission to do and it is as following".
"You have to take all the crowns from the queen of France and when you will reach the airport there would be a man waiting for you. He will give you the ticket to France and the license of the pilot and the mask. Be careful from the best secret agent. Now go on good luck and bye"!
Jim said "wait" but it was too late. He went to the airport he...