The Assassin's Killer

Chapter 3

 “Cytus Code. At your service.”

“We've got a problem. Killerblood wants herself out,” the voice says. The owner is male but he uses a voice changer to redefine his tone. No one really knows his true identity, except Cyron Black. It is unknown by all that Cyron is an assassin by the name of Cytus Code or CC who hides in the persona of a dumb police officer.

“That can't be possible. She's a Black Rose asset.” CC replies.

“I knew that she will do this someday. I overlooked her.”

“What do you want me to do with her?” CC asks, now getting off his bed. He leaves the gallon of ice cream to his bed and proceeds to his wardrobe. He quickly takes out his travel bag while his free hand holds the phone to his right ear. He opens the bag to look for his black laptop. Then he takes it out with him as he goes to sit on the couch.

“Silence her,” the voice says. “Killerblood is now a threat to the Black Rose.”

CC stops for a moment. Although he knows that Mr. Black will say that, hearing it is a different thing. His face become even more serious, when he asks, “You will lose a great spy assassin. You okay with that?”

“I have you, CC.”

“Well, if you put it that way.” CC opens his laptop in one hand, a blackletter text of 'Black Rose' is printed on the laptop screen. He starts accessing the files which seemed to be top secrets of Black Rose—an assassin group built by Mr. Black.

Black Rose is a group of three skilled assassins. One of them is Cytus Code. He's not the leader of the group, but he is best among the rest. The three of them are directly working under Mr. Black, but they have not meet each other yet, not even once. They don't even know what the other looks like.

“Send me the files of Killerblood.” CC says, irking his brows when he notices the message of Killerblood in their group's database. It says: I'm leaving.

'How inconvenient.' CC thinks.

“I have it delivered to your home address.”

“Oh.” He gasps.

“You still haven't left that department?”

“It's a good disguise.”

“And what about your friend?” the voice says, the pressure on his tone suggest a warning.

“I don't have a friend.” CC corrects.

“I can see you, CC. Wherever you go, I'm always there. Even if you hide, my eyes will keep watching you. Of all people, you know it well. Killerblood might betray me, but you can't.”

“Perhaps you want me to kill Zack, too?” CC coldly says. “I can do it after Killerblood.”

An evil laugh echoes from the other line. “Oh, no. My dear child. Unless it becomes necessary. I grew fond of delivering items to his home address, anyway.”

“Is there more?”

“That's all for tonight. You only have three days to hunt Killerblood.” After that, the voice ends the line. CC cracks his phone open and takes out the micro-sim, and without hesitation he breaks it. He stands up only to throw the phone and the sim into the trash bin. Then he goes to change his clothes again, while the Black Rose text is still visible on his laptop screen.

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Zack's apartment doesn't have a second floor. His house has one guest room and a master bedroom. He uses the guest room, thinking that it is safer that way. In case of burglary, the immediate target of a thief is the owner's room, and so Zack doesn't sleep there. He puts all his unnecessary things to the master's bedrooom. But the important ones are kept inside the guest room.