Luca
Travelling to France is usually more for pleasure than business, but here I lay on the mountainside with my target in his rather large abode, ready to kill him. So now it's being tinted by blood thirst instead of awe.
I'd been watching all day, and he hadn't exited the house alone as Niko had suggested he might. This means I am running out of patience, and I barely have any to begin with.
Do I just shoot through the window of his apparent office that he's failed to leave, or do I wait it out another day in the hopes of a clean shot that will no doubt kill?
Kill.
That's the demand that flung through my father's lips.
So that decides it; I'll have to wait him out.
One of my men army crawls beside me, Luke, with his sniper; he sets it on the floor and starts to look through the s
