26th September
9PM
'Boss, I have news''Is it important right now? I think you can see that I'm in the middle of something here' I pull my hands away from this guys neck. He proceeded to gasp for oxygen as I turned to my brother.
'The Americans are in town''My office. Now'
I take a brief exit after shooting the guy in his head. Why the hell are the stupid Americans in my country? The nerve they have. The last time they were here it didn't go all too well. For them at least.
I led my brother into my office and sat down behind my cluttered desk. 'What information do you have so far?' I light up a joint.
'Our man on the inside told us that Alexander is sending his brother. Bastardo, couldn't even come here himself. Our guy couldn't get details but apparently he wants to talk.'
I take a hit amidst trying to control my rage 'talk? Ha! When have I been known to talk?' I laugh.
'Not often brother.'
'Mátalos. Luego habla'
Kill them. Then talk.I'm sick of those stupid Americans, thinking they can do whatever the fuck they want. They live by no code. No sense of morales.
'How does he plan to get our attention?' I hand my brother the joint.
'He left an address to one of our men. Not before he shot him in the arm though.'
'Bastardo'
'There's also another issue'
'What now?'
'There was another killing. Same m.o as the others. All have a shot right between the eyes. Even if they were killed some other way. They always seem to be shot. It's weird, brother'
'There's no relation between any of the victims?'
'Not usually. Seems pretty random. Although they are all men with bad reputations.'
'It's a contract killer'
'How do you know?' My brother asks stupidly.
'Because not only is there word on the streets about who it is. But by looking at the facts brother. Something you should do more often'
'Who is it then?'
'Someone who calls themselves вы́следить'
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