Timothy Paradox

I was with a group of criminals or mercenaries, and we had a deal set up. We descended into some kind of basement, resembling a bunker. The boss told us to disperse and prepare for trouble. I asked him if he didn't want some people to stand by the entrance, but he said no. I wanted a shotgun, but he handed me a sniper rifle instead. Slightly disappointed, I headed down a corridor 50 meters or so, so I could oversee the whole thing from a safe distance. When it was over, my contract was completed. I was free to do whatever I wanted. I left the bunker, and headed up a hill. I knew that there was something to be had there, maybe someone left a drop there or a courier would come by later. I stood there, until the cops zeroed in on my location and busted me. Miami Vice?

I was at the bow of a sailing boat, entering a small harbor. We were looking for a certain boat. I check all the moored ships and found a few similarly named ones, but not the one we were looking for.

I was going to study biology or biotechnology again. It's nothing more than a fragment now.