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| The Return of a dark figure Chapter 3 : Cold Zero | Started by: SilentAssassin on Sep 07, '24 17:34 |
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3:25 AM The Paradise Motel A familiar sound wakes SA out of a very light sleep. His mind is always ready for this and cannot fully rest for days even a week at a time. Two light knocks followed by one loud one. 5 seconds later an envelope slides under his door. He routinely stumbles over opening the envelope knowing very well what it contained A,name date and location, Luckily this one also contained a photograph which makes his job easier and will only require half the time to accomplish. if no picture is accompanied then SA is expected to get the info of his target from informants bars and casinos and can take him an extra 24 to 48 hours and will be paid more as compensation. Turning on the desk lamp he studied the photograph and what little info he had to go on. this will require a trip to see Jackson his informant or as he likes to call himself "The eyes of the streets". He stumbles back to bed forchhe next hour even though he is wide awake. 4:20 am The Sin City Snake Pit Bar SA meets a burly black man sporting his usual black leather coat jeans with a hole in right knee, cowboy boots and a black bandana. "your goatee uneven did you snort a couple before shaving or what?" SA cracks. The man looks at him as he sits down "keep it up your next chrome dome" SA chuckles and hands him the file. Jackson glances over nodding. "Domingo Alvarez. Dude's got him some connections and has been trying to help a Mexican cartel establish a foothold in Vegas but you know how it is,once their foots in the door they want to take over the place. only has 2 *coughs* bodyguards if that's,what you call them. they couldn't guard a dead animal. As usual it's your call, take out Alverez and split or take out him and anyone he's with and see what if anything in his hideout. SA nods "okay so which is it gonna be,a babe barbs or a bundle (cash).?" Jackson looks at him "barbs and one hour with Ginger." SA reaches in his coat sliding a bag into Jackson's coat pocket "same spot same price probably same position or outfit." SA heads off. 24 hours later SA parks his motorcycle a mile from where Alverez hideout is. He follows a dirt road which forks off. The shack is down the hill on the left but SA took the other way. he climbs a winding path up a hill in which he could see the shack clearly through the bushes. he took a few moments to check angle and wind as he took out and assembled his 2.75x scope onto his Springfield m1903A1 sniper rifle. He sat in the shroud of bushes watching waiting. 20 minutes later Alverez appeared in the bedroom window undressing preparing to have his way with the girl after he got her to snort 3 lines and down a double vodka. Whether she was conscious or not it didn't matter to him, he was getting what in his kind what he deserved. As he crawled on the bed, SA got his mind and body into a state only the best trained shooters can put themselves in:Cold Zero. He was able to block everything around him,slow his breathing and heart rate to almost a stop hence the name. He shut his eyes doing a mental countdown and when he opened them he focused like an eagle on the target and fired. Alvarez's eyes widened and remained that way as the bullet entered one side of his head and passed through the other.He slumps on top of the prostitute as he faded to black. "what the..fuck! who's shooting," shouted the 2 accomplices as SA puts down his rifle makes a lightning roll down the hill and dash to the shack. He managed to hide in the brush nearby just as the door opened and the first burly tattooed guy came out waving his gun "c'me out you sum bitch! your dead!" he moves closer to SAs location and when he got close enough SA stood up grabbed his neck twisting twice and pulling once in one motion snapping his neck instantly. he crumbles to a heap as SA dashes into the shack meeting a shorter skinnier guy knife in his hand. SA whipped out his colt firing once in his chest and once in the head bringing him down instantly. 5 min later Silentassassin grabs his bag filled with a few items and just before leaving, he takes out a bottle filled with liquid and a rag sticking out. He lights the rag and tosses it to the ground and makes his exit. SA speed off as the hideout of Alverez erupts in flames. 3pm Godmother Makima's office "Jackson told me it's done. The cartel will yry to send someone else bit that's for another day *hands SA a stuffed envelope vontaing folded bills abd takes SAs bag containing some bullets a couple necklaces and a bag of weed. "You know where I am" SA says as he stands up respectfully bowing his head to his Godmother and heads out to the Paradise streets |
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