My murderous crush

The Watcher 1

Alfred's hand tightened on his gun as he moved through his house, checking every room to make sure he was alone at home. After doing a sweep of the house he picked the picture and stared intently at it for close to a minute then left home. He returned with a welder to get his locks changed. Night had fallen, he sat in the darkness holding his gun for hours waiting just in case his guest decided to pay another visit. He suddenly stood up, walked into his room, opened a drawer and brought out a phone. He dialed the only number on the phone and placed it on his ear, the call was picked up after two rings

Jesus Christ, did I just get a call from Alfred. To what do I owe this displeasure. Tommy the person Alfred called said as soon as he picked the call

Meet me tomorrow at Sye's Diner by 1 PM. Don't be late. Alfred said and hung up.

Tommy is the closest thing Alfred has to a friend, he's also a hitman but he doesn't go on operations anymore he joined the management team of Alfred's organization and hasn't gone for an operation ever since.

The next day Alfred woke up from his less than three hour sleep, he prepared a cereal and ate it. He then started working out, pushups, sit-ups, planks, Russian twists, etc, his bare chest littered with scars.

After working out he quickly had his bath, put on a navy blue sweatshirt with matching sweatpants and white sneakers. The only thing Alfred took time to prepare was his outfit he loved sport wears and had very few casual or corporate clothes. He picked his gun and a small knife, put it in his joggers and left home. He went for his morning jog, he needed to show whoever was stalking him that he wasn't afraid and carrying on with his normal daily routine was the best way to do that. By 1 PM he was sitting down at Sye's Diner waiting for Tommy, Tommy eventually walked in, his perfume announcing his presence from a mile away his suit clung tightly to his body showing his muscular physique, his watch, his shoes, everything about him screamed expensive.

He pulled a chair and sat opposite Alfred at the table, his entrance caused a pause in the activities of the diner his watch alone must've cost more than most people there make in a year so it was a surprise to see a man of such caliber in a regular diner.

You're late, Alfred said without looking at him his eyes were focused on the newspaper in front of him Daniel Josh had just donated a huge sum of money to an orphanage.

I know, I just don't care enough to apologize, Tommy replied and ordered a soft drink for himself and Alfred. Now you're going to tell me what happened you only call me with that number for serious situations, what's going on?

I'm being stalked, Alfred replied and slid the picture of him across the table.

Tommy took the picture, looked at it for a while and said "You're going to find this guy milk every bit information about why he's following you and put a bullet in his head, that's your next mission, do you understand?

Alfred gave a slight nod.

Good, now let's catch up, it's been a long time we spoke or hung out after this mission I'm gonna whisk you away to somewhere nice, what do you say huh? Tommy said lightening the mood

Alfred looked contemplatively and replied, as long as we get to spar, your promotion means I can't punch you in the face except during sparring for the first time Alfred smiled lightly.