7
THE TARGET
PRESENT DAY…24 HOURS BEFORE THE ASSIGNMENT.
Outside an empty warehouse, in an abandoned part of Chicago downtown…
Standing outside an empty warehouse, I put the desert eagle1 back into the holster. The figure laid at my feet; the drug had calmed him, and the zip ties had secured him.
Behind, the team arrived. The pickup crew, I thought. I observed as three black SUVs surrounded me from each side.
A man in a dark blue suit surfaced from within one of the black SUVs. While a group of dark uniform soldiers emerged from one of the other vehicles and rushed the figure on the ground. I moved to leave as they lifted the figure, securing him in a strange metal device. It was all mere procedure, everything by the book: I took them down, the team followed up, retrieved, and secure
