A nasty beginning
'What is wrong with me? Why would I agree to do such a stupid job?' I kept on questioning myself over and over again while waiting for my next target to walk out of a huge building. Talking to myself was proving to be a great distraction, not that I usually do this or anything. It just helps me kill time and now to answer my questions, let's see I don't do this for money or some useless recognitions; I do this when I am bored. Yeah, it has always been like this with me. I am a weird person, but I am damn good at my job, and everyone only cares about the result, which is always best when I handle a case. Being a lazy person and doing such dangerous job is not really a wise choice, but honestly, I don't give a damn. I like the way I am and I don't have bills or salary to worry about so it really doesn't matter whether I am lazy or not; I don't do this for money, never had and never will. My parents are pretty loaded, so I don't have to worry about money, they never forget to send me money and I never forget to spend it. We have a pretty simple relationship, they never try to talk to me and I don't bother them. Ever.
While I was busy pondering on my amazing relationship with my parents, I saw a stout man in an over-sized coat walk out of the building and the moment I saw his greasy orange hair, I knew it was my target. I don't judge people based on their appearances, I judge them based on their skills to outsmart me which hasn't been really great yet and I so ought to keep it that way. But this man was the epitome of a fashion disaster, or it's more like a decency disaster (not sure if this is an actual word but who cares).
"s**t! Oh, god! This is wrong, this is all wrong. I shouldn't have agreed to this boss will kill me. Those bastard Russians! How dare they go against us? I need to inform Mr. Rustres about it, he is the only one who can save my life now." That little man was mumbling about his damn life quite loudly for my liking but what intrigued me most was the detail about Russians, I didn't know that they are involved in this deal. Although I kind of expected some unnecessary issues to arise, damn, Russians and Italians together in a deal, and then there's me, ready to mess it all up.
I just need to be discreet enough to get this man alone and then I will strike, easy plan to pull off.
Guess it is my lucky day indeed, that man just walked into a deserted alley, less problem for me now. I was following him from a safe distance, I know he can't outrun me but it's good to be cautious. Suddenly that guy stopped and the next thing I know, there is a hard blow on my head, and I am falling on the concrete floor. This is the first time someone sneaked up on me and I couldn't even detect them.
I would so like to personally kill whoever this is but only after knowing all their dark secrets. But now I need to worry about my escape because I have a class to attend on Monday, so I will have to cut my weekend mission off after the escape. Perks of being 20 and a student.
