A Terrorist

One afternoon I remembered it was nearly to the close time of our garden centre. I was standing¹ on a ladder doing a painting job.

There was a man wore a casual clothes passed by me. I looked down and saw there was a pistol hidden under his armpit（腋窝） .

"This is a strange man." I thought and stopped working and ran to upstairs CHARK’ s office, he is in charge of the company’s security.

"Sir! There is a man with a pistol in our Garden centre, maybe he is a terrorist, I am not sure, what shall we do?" I said.

"Don’t worry. Let’s go and have a look." CHARK stayed calm.

We quickly got down from upstairs.

At that moment, I saw the man at the till for checking out, I made eyes（抛媚眼） to CHARK that it was him.

After few minutes the man have been checked and stepped out. CHARK and I followed him and tried to get close to him and ready to control him at any time, when we went out the door, we saw the man is getting in a police car.

CHARK patted me on the shoulder and said:

"He isn’t a terrorist, he is a terrorist killer²."