THE DEADLY MISSION

EPISODE 7

I sat on the couch, pondering how I would rejoin with my love.

She still smiled at me when the pictures of us having s*x and playing our love in Tokyo appeared in court as evidence for the reason for filing a divorce paper. I knew she was thinking that even though she had lost everything, she still had me in her life. Little did she know that I was just a conjured fantasy meant to ruin her life.

Now it's time to put a stop to it.

I turned on the TV in the room and tuned it to a show that had just finished airing.

I feigned to watch the TV as I tried to pick the spot where cameras has been placed inside my room.

According to an adage. "A thief will have no trouble tracing the footsteps of a fellow thief."

Because the mission was so delicate, I knew THE SNIPER would want to do a follow-up on me.

When I arrived at the three spots where cameras had been installed, I stood up and turned out all of the lights in the room, closed the blinds, and took out my phone. I turned on the camera on the phone and used it to locate the remaining recording cameras, which I then disconnected.

After I finished my rebellious act, I turned on the light, smirked wickedly as I made my way to the bedroom, where I repeated the same performance before bringing out one of my baggage containing my murderous equipment.

I took out a tiny bottle of tablets after opening it.

I slid down one of the tablets inside the container after opening the cap.

I let it fall onto my left palm and scooped it up with my right hand's thumb and index fingers while staring at it.

It was the size of paracetamol, but that didn't stop it from working.

It's a one-of-a-kind item that can't be found or obtained anywhere.

I produced it myself, and every SNIPER agent is always in charge of inventing a poison that can't be cured without the antidote created for it.

My poison is one-of-a-kind; I created it in such a way that it won't impact me in the same way it does others in a short period of time, which THE SNIPER are still trying to figure out.

I took a white handkerchief out of my suitcase and stuffed it into my pocket.

The only antidote that can reduce the poison's effect by just wiping one's face with it.

As I dialed a phone number, I slipped the handkerchief inside my pocket.

"This ain't fair Johnson," yelled the call's recipient as soon as she picked up the phone.

"Why did you abandon me since all these days when you know I can't do without you, I lost everything but didn't get shoved up because of it, but the thought that I've also lost you radiating in my mind made me sick, why did you make me sick," she poured out relentlessly as I listened to her with pity if only she knew.

When she finally shut her mouth for the first time, I said, "I'm sorry."

" I've really missed you, please come and see me before I lose the last of my wit," she added, her voice trembling as if she were crying.

"OK, I'm on my way to your house right now, but where are you right now?" I inquired, attempting to appear concerned about her safety.

"I'm at one of my father's houses in the main city," she replied hastily as if I could alter my mind if she didn't respond immediately.

As I hung up the phone, I said, "OK, I'm on my way."

Because of the nature of the job, I couldn't take all of my toys because I might have to engage in some foreplay with her and my toys might be revealed in the process, plus her father's house in the main city has a strong security system that will detect and expose my toys.

When I checked myself out in front of the dressing mirror inside the room before heading outdoors, I grinned at my cuteness.

I jumped on my bike, lit it, and turned the throttle quickly, causing it to dash away.

I rushed out of the staff's apartment, following the tiled path, and was already seeing the entrance gate a few seconds later.

When I reached to the school gate, I slowed down because it was barred to allow free entry and exit of vehicles and motorcycles.

A lever was pulled, and the large rod that had been blocking the entrance was raised, allowing me to exit.

The distance between the school and the main city was not huge, but given the speed at which I rode the motorcycle, it took me less than 20 minutes to get there.

The CCTV outside tilted down and focused on me as I parked my motorcycle in front of the majestic building, the building's gate opened automatically for me, and I rode in.

The mansion portrayed one of the reasons why Stardom was still in its infancy.

Stephanie was the daughter of Mr. Jones, a senator who was attempting a fourth term in office.

He's extremely wealthy, thanks to their illicit hoarding of the public's funds.

He has mansions in almost every city in the country where he represents in the country.

Mr. Jones was a prominent guy with government connections, and the client who gave us the mission knew if he tried to divorce Stephanie, he would lose all of his possessions to him and his daughter.

As a result, the client was willing to give up a quarter of his assets in order to pay our pricing.

We operate on a high-voltage basis.

I was convinced the assignment that was recently assigned to me was worth billions.

The house's compound was cluttered with various types of automobiles.

Various high-end brands sat impatiently in the building's compound, waiting for someone to take pity on them and drive them out.

I parked my bike and alighted in a refined manner, then walked majestically to the building's entrance, which likewise opened for me automatically, and entered via an enclosed door that looked like a bank's door. It scanned me, and luckily none of my metal toys were found on me.

"Welcome," announced a robotic voice as the main building's entrance opened for me.

I entered the house's sitting room, which appeared to be Queen Elisabeth's chamber.

I sensed a peculiar atmosphere as I stepped into the sitting area, something wasn’t right, I could sense it.

"Did I just walk into a trap?" I wondered aloud as I looked around the room, trying to figure out what was sounding the alarm.

"You're pretty good, I applaud you for that," a female voice stated as she clapped in a series of one after the other.

"You just stepped into the trap of my vengeance," Stephanie remarked as she appeared with a group of men brandishing guns at me.