“They tell me your name is Striker. Was Hitman taken?”
“My dossier should mention I don’t answer rhetorical questions.”
“It says you’re insubordinate.”
“Yes. Right after unpredictable and right before dangerous.”
“Any further words for me, Striker?”
“Effective.”
“Yes. That’s why you’re here.”
“How many others have failed?”
“Does it matter?”
“To their level of awareness, yes.”
“Oh, they’ll know you’re coming.”
“Someone.”
“Specifically you.”
“Mole? Leak?”
“Logic. Who else would we send.”
Striker turns to leave.
“Where are you going? You haven’t been told the target.”
“Isn’t it obvious?”
“I suppose so.”
The door closed.
#
One shot to the base of the skull at point blank range in a locked room with one guarded way in and out. When the target was found, bafflement became pointless anger.
#
“How did you do it?”
“Another rhetorical question, sir?”
“Recriminations will fall our way.”
“Try to resist gloating.”
“Why must you be so insubordinate?”
“A reminder. Sir.”
The door closed.
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