Garret gulped.

"What are you waiting for? Go find him!" Harriet screamed at the men. They nodded, afraid, and wandered off through the house.

Garret was suddenly scared as he looked at his gun again.

He loaded it.

He knew he had to get somewhere safe, but he didn't know where to go.

After a couple minutes of hiding, the guards didn't find him.

You would think Harriet would be better at finding good guards, thought Garret.

As Garret was thinking that, he thought of an even better plan.

He was going to take out a guard, take his clothes, and pretend to be him. Then he will avenge his family through the inside.

He hit the guard in the face and whacked him with his gun. He was unconscious.

Wow lucky hit... And I can't believe I'm doing this... he thought.

He took a deepbreath. This was it.

He took the clothes and ran into the bathroom. He locked the door and, for extra precaution, he pushed up a cabinet in front of the door.

He slipped on the suit and fixed his hair. He put the mask on and voila! He was a whole new person.

He ran out of his hiding place and walked up to Harriet.

"No sight of him anywhere," Garret said, lowering his voice so he sounded more like the guy he was impersonating.

Harriet let out a frustrated groan.

"Retreat everybody!" She yelled. All of her officers came back quickly.

"Let's go back to base and devise a new plan," she instructed.

I can't believe that worked... Garret thought. He made sure he was last so he could get one last look at his house.

He looked at it, slowly closed the door behind him, and followed his new companions.